(Y/N)'s p.o.v)
I tapped my fingers on the wooden table, ignoring whatever was going on in class, staring at the clock."Ughhh.." I groaned loudly in my thoughts.
"Y.N!!" I was snapped back into real life by my teacher yelling across the classroom. I said nothing, but I could feel my face burning. "Last class.." I mumbled, quietly.Finally, the school bell rang, I sighed in relief, school was FINALLY over!! Usually I'd be the first to leave, but Mr dic-- I mean Mr Daril stopped me to have a word with me. "You haven't been paying attention to classes," he sighed "and your grades aren't going up."
"OH, give me a break! YOU know what's happening at home!" I yelled, my face going red in anger.
"I-I know! BUT YOU need good grades!" He responded, it sounded like a growl... "O-okay..." with that, I left, throwing my bag over my shoulder.(Mom's p.o.v)
Where is she.... I thought, mad at her. Suddenly, I heard the front door slam shut. "I'm home!" (Y/N) shouted.
"Jesus.... MAKE SOME food you --.... just make some food, you're late," I yelled, obviously annoyed. "Yeah, yeah." (Y/N) said sarcastically, running upstairs, changing into casual clothes, rushing downstairs to leave. "Where are you going?" I asked.
"In the park," before the voice could say anything else, (Y/N) had already left.*WARNING- Swearing*
(Y/N)'s p.o.v)
So fucking annoying.... I sighed. I walked to the park, since I didn't have a phone, I just listened to the wind whispering. "Hm..." I quietly hummed, sitting on the old swing, slowly swinging on it looking around at my surroundings. "Pst..." I turned my head, looking around from where the sound has come. Maybe it was my imagination... it sounded too real though.. I decided to ignore it, continuing to enjoy nature. I stood up, deciding to go back home to go back home since it was getting dark. Slowly I walked, I enjoyed watching the sun set, and the dark. It was better to stay away from home, since Craig was going to be home. Craig is my dad, well I HATE him! HE comes home, drunk! Then he thinks he has the right to argue with my mother.. And to even HIT her! I might dislike my mother a tiny bit, but she was in pain!
●■● At Home ●■●
I finally arrived, and there was the alcohol scent. It made me want to throw up. I approached the door, and opened it, of course to see Craig fighting with my mother. I want to kill him.. But I'm just scared.. "Look who's home!" Craig yelled, he definitely sounded drunk, he looked like he couldn't even stand up. "Hey lil' sh*t." I responded, my mother staring with a grin and with shock. "Stop tal-- *HiCcUp* talking," he said, "And get your a*s In your room!"
I groaned, locking my door and throwing my self on the bed, I SCREAMED in the pillow.
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