Mrs. All American

Beer Cans

Calum Pov*

By the time that I get back from Cassie's it is about 5:15 at night. I know I left at 4:30 but I got lost about ten minutes into walking. I opened the door with the rusty hinges screeching, signaling my dad that I was home. I kept praying that he didn't hear me but of course he did.

"Where were you Calvin I needed someone to go get me more beer."

"My names not Calvin it's Calum dad, and I can't get you beer anyway I am fourteen." I said whispering. My dad hates to be wrong and talked back to so I know that he would punish me.

"What have I told you about talking back to me young man?" He said raising his voice.

"That it isn't polite and really rude" I said looking down.

"That's right and you know what happens to people who do so?"

"They get punished" I whispered

"That's right now take off your shirt. And kneel down." My dad said taking off his leather belt.

I slowly took off my shirt, knelt down and waited for my whipping.

Slash

Slash

Slash

Slash

Slash

After about a few rounds of whipping my dad stopped. My burning back ached from the leather making contact.

"Get up now son you ain't praying to God!" He yelled at me.

I stood up quickly and put my shirt back on.

"Now I want you to go sit in your room and think about what you did. No dinner for tonight." My dad said

It is funny that he thinks that was a big punishment I wasn't even thinking about eating tonight. I started walking away still wincing from my back. I didn't make it that far before my dad pushed me down. I landed very wrongly on my knee and screamed in pain.

"Take it like a man." He said spitting on me.

Taken back by the words and actions I slowly got up and walked up to my room. I crashed on my bed wanting to die.

No friends

No life

No real family

What's to live for?

Wait Cassie. Cassie is a reason. She is my only friend. I am her only friend also. What if I left her? She would be alone. She could start hurting herself like I do. I don't want her to do that. She is to pretty and to delicate to be damaged.

I have to stay for her.

-------------------------next morning

I wake up and it is 10:00 in the morning.

HOLY CRAP I AM LATE FOR SCHOOL

I get up way to quickly and realize that my back and knee is damaged. Great

I slip on my softest sweatshirt and loose jeans so that way my knee isn't bothered. I look in the mirror and see that I look like a hobo. Who cares really .

I grab my backpack and realize that it hurts my back to carry it. I just hold it in my hand. I remember that I haven't gotten on my phone in like 2 days so I take it out of my backpacks pocket and hold it in my other hand. I slowly walk out of the house with a limp and the occasional wince. By the time I get to school it is lunch hour so I walk in and look to find Cassie sitting all alone.