Jason pov-
I parked my truck and the driveway I glanced at my house the lights were still on I took a deep breathe if my dad isn't home everything will go a little smooth with my mother. I take out Alex's sketches from my leather jacket and put them neatly in my glove department, I slide on my leather jacket I winced when my arms ached from the weight of my jacket on me. I got out of my truck and slammed the door shut I kept hoping in my mind that my dad wasn't home.
Once I reach my house I unlock the door and quietly went inside I glanced around the kitchen and the dining room. To find my parents but I couldn't find them I sighed in relief maybe they went to bed, all I need now is to take pain medication and go to bed before I could even step in the kitchen my mother spoke " where the hell were you Jason"I put my hands in my pockets I didn't say anything my silence angered my mom. But I notice that her eyes were extremely red.... She was high this night wasn't going to go well, then she pointed at my bruised face " where did you get these bruises from was it from school did you get in a fight with someone"I balled up my fist "its nothing mom just leave me alone already I'm tired " I said calmly.
That caused me get a slapped across the face " don't you ever talk to me like that I'm your mother" she snapped even though I was talking to her calmly she still thinks I'm giving her attitude "the school called me Jason and told me you skipped lunch and left school" she said angrily " so tell me where the fuck did you go."
All I wanted was to go to bed my body hurts and I'm tired I didn't really want to be questioned. So I didn't give her answer I just pushed passed her. but I stopped when my dad yelled from the living room, "oh your not being a pussy again by hiding in your room get your ass in here right now Jason"I growled under my breath and turned around and went to the living room as my mother followed behind me.
My dad was sitting in an armchair while my mom took a seat next to him I sat on the sofa my dad had beer in his hand he was glaring at me. "now your going answer your mother god damn question" he said angrily why couldn't they just leave me alone and let me go to bed I didn't want to say anything to them its been emotional night, so I stood up anger flashed in my father face " sit your faggot ass down tell us goddammit" he yelled I didn't want to listen to him so I begin to head to my room. I heard my dad get up from his seat he grabbed my arm and slammed me in the wall, it shooked a picture that showed me as a kid with my parents giving me this leather jacket for my 7th birthday.... those were happy times, I gritted my teeth when all I felt was pain go through my body.
"You aren't going to your fucking room until you tell us where you went," he said viciously I heard my phone buzz my dad went to grab it. his face showed nothing but anger when he saw what was on my phone, " who message him" my mom asked curiously my dad tossed my phone at her and continue to glare at me " you know that boy Luke that used live down our street well he saw Jason with a guy that's why he left school early" my father explained angrily " and apparently our son got in a fight at school with Luke and his friend because some kid is getting bullied" my mom tossed my phone on the couch and sat down "see Jason this is why your father and I have been discussing about moving because you keep getting into fucking trouble all the time".
My eyes widen when I heard her say moving before I can express my opinion of about us moving my mother continue talking. " also I thought I told to not get into other people business it only causes you to get hurt like now you had fight with Luke and his friends for what because some kid getting bullied that's just pathetic" I balled my fist it's my nature to help people I can't just stand there and watch someone get hurt. especially Alex my dad then gets close to my face "speaking of kid who was that guy you were with" my dad said as he pushed me into the wall my chest burned from his pressure.
