𝗧𝗪!!// 𝗮𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗲
he was your best friend. you hated lying to him about your life. but was it for the better?
PLZ I HATE THIS SO MUCH DONT READ THIS ITS SO CRINGY
You came home and found bottles all over the floor. Your father was passed out on the couch. He was always like this. You cleaned up the bottles first. Then grabbed a blanket and covered your dad with it. You headed upstairs and took a shower. You got into bed and fell asleep immediately.
~morning~
You shut off your alarm and noticed it was 5:30 am. You got up and changed. You headed downstairs and made breakfast for your dad. All of a sudden you heard your dad break something. He dropped a beer bottle. You ran over and quickly cleaned it up.
"Hey! You!" Your dad pointed at you. "You make sure this doesn't happen again." He took your wrist and started to twist and squeeze it really hard. You were in severe pain. He finally let go and he left a big bruise. You ran upstairs and changed again. You wore a long sweater this time to cover your bruise. You hoped and wished no one would see.
---- this was really short im so sorry but like this whole story is already completed so who cares?
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