*Holland's POV*
"Get out now," my dad screamed as he pushed me on the floor, "Fine!" I quickly grabbed my bag, my phone and left.
30 minutes earlier
*Buzz* It was a text from my friend, Audrey, "Hey wanna come over and watch a movie?" I quickly replied with yes. I changed into some leggings, a plain, baggy blue tee and some matching shoes. I packed my charger because my phone was 6% and was probably gonna die on the way to her house.
"Where are you going dressed like that," my dad snapped looking me up and down,
"I'm going to watch a movie with Audrey at her house."
He got up, almost falling over. My dad was obviously drunk. Ever since my mom died a couple months ago, my dad has been constantly drinking about two cases of beer a day.
"You are not going ANYWHERE! Do you know what time it is?"
"5:15 pm."
"That's right. It's way too late to be out. Come spend some time with me," he said with a smirk. He dragged me into the living room by my arm, "Let go of me," I said tugging my arm away. It had a big, red hand mark on it, "No, you are going to enjoy some time with me!" He picked me up and my purse slipped off my shoulder and on the floor. He threw me on the couch and started to grab my boobs, "Ew, get off!" I punched him in the mouth. His eyes were glaring at me. "Get out now," my dad screamed at me as he pushed me on the floor, "Fine!" I quickly grabbed my bag, my phone and left.
