I grabbed the bottle of vodka that was on the counter and walked into my room shutting and locking the door. I heard the constant yelling and bickering coming from downstairs.
My mom was never like this. It was only until my sister Mali-koa left for college, she got like this. After that she divorced my dad...
That's when I heard glass break. I stormed out of my room and ran downstairs to help my mom. I opened the door and there she was with a cut on her arm. "Get off of her! Get your hands off of her!"
I shouted at my stepdad and he walked towards me. He pushed my up against the wall high his arm around my neck. "You stay the duck out of this! This has nothing to do with you!" He said through gritted teeth.
I pushed him off of me and punched him in the jaw. "Calum stop!" My mom who was on the floor yelled. She was defending this son of a bitch! I shouldn't be surprised. "You're allowing him to beat you!? Maybe you fucking deserve it!"
I walked out of the room, slammed their door, and went back into my room. I drank and drank that night stopping at maybe 3am.
When I woke up I had a pounding headache. My fist was bruised red on the inside purple and blue on the outside. It actually hurt a little. I put on black jeans grey t shirt and a black zip up hoodie and left for school.
I walked into period one and took a window seat. The class filled up, luckily for me nobody dared to sit next to me. Except for Hazel...
She looked at me with a look that said 'I really don't care about you.' She turned and flipped open her notebook to start taking notes while I sat there not giving a shit.
"Calum! Are you with us?" The teacher stopped teaching to stop me from zoning out. "You have the rest of the class period to come up with five points to easily explain this topic. You will be doing this with the person you're sitting next to." The teacher finished.
Hazel gave me the same looks she gave me 30 minutes ago. "The fucks your problem?" She looked at me and crumpled her eyebrows. "Excuse me!?" She said giving me a mean and nasty look. "You heard me." I said looking at her.
"Let's just get this done so I don't have to hear you run your mouth some more..." she started writing stuff down and honestly I was shocked. We went over points we could use and finished right on time for class to end.
I grabbed my shit and left as soon as possible, leaving her with all that shit. I honestly have no idea why I left like that. I had nowhere to go besides class.
It was now the end of the day. I walked my way home to an empty driveway, and a silent house. I grabbed a snack from the cabinet and went to my room. I laid on my bed and fell asleep instantly.
YOU ARE READING
Calum.
FanficCalum was a misguided guy who had anger built up from so many years of abuse. Will he change?