~Leah's P.O.V~
"Mom, Dad? Who is that?" I say confused, seeing a gorgeous girl with my drunken father.
"I'm Talia. How are you?" The lady says and I look at my mother.
"Go take the trash out slüt. Aka, Talia" My mother says shoving me towards the stairs.
I make my way down the stairs and Talia follows me outside where I take a seat on the steps.
"Honey, are you okay?" She asks sitting next to me.
"This is the first time you've see my father drunk isn't it?" I look at her and she nods.
"I figured" I say getting up.
"I'll be right back, I need to grab my phone" I say running around back and grabbing my phone off my bed to see a bunch of texts.
I decide to call since it's easier.
"Hey Mas, Ellie with you?" I whisper cringing at the screams coming from inside my house.
"Yes, Leah what happened? What's wrong? Do you need me to pick you up?" Mason says as my head starts pounding.
I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping to reduce the pain.
"My dad came home drunk, with a girl and my moms throwing a tantrum. No, I'm outside with the girl. I just might not be at school tomorrow" I put my hand on my head.
"Are you okay Le? You sound hurt. We will check on you in the morning" Ellie says and Mason adds "Ohhh, thats not good"
"Yeah, I just have a pounding headache. No, don't. I'll text you in the morning" I say as I hear my mom calling out to me.
"Get in here you slüts" She says and I hang up on Mason and Ellie, slipping my phone into my back pocket.
"You should go home. Like now" I say to Talia and I go inside.
"Where's slüt number 1" My mother says as my father is on the floor, almost passed out.
"She went home" I say flinching, expecting to feel additional pain.
"We'll see her again" My mother sneers out and walks to her room.
"Fück me" I whisper under my breath, looking at the mess that I now have to clean.
First, I throw my father on the couch. Not really caring if he has alcohol poisoning or not. My guess is no and even if he did, he would continue to haunt me.
I clean up the broken vase and beer bottles scattered all over the floor. Next is the beer on the walls. I wet a rag and quickly clean all that up.
I look at my phone clock. 12:20 AM it reads.
That took me a good two hours.
I'm on a roll so I might as well clean the kitchen too.
The kitchen is even worse than I imagined. Beer and wine bottles everywhere. dirty dishes in the sink, waiting to be loaded into the dishwasher. The garbage is overflowing to the point where the lid wont go down and garbage is scattered around the floor.
Maybe this was a bad idea.
I empty the garbage and place it to the side so I can take it out when I'm finished. The rest of the cleaning took me around another two hours.
2:45 AM
I might as well take a little nap. I quickly go to sleep to be woken up again a few hours later.
6:30 AM
5 minutes ago 'Mason: Hey Le, we are leaving here in 10 minutes. Text me if you're up and are going to school'

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