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"MICHAEL GET THE FUCK UP" my dad yells from the stairs

"Ok,ok" I say loud enough for him to hear.

I pull myself out of bed and force myself into the bathroom.

I shower then brush my teeth before picking out a band shirt and black skinny jeans.

I roughly style my now red dyed hair.

"HURRY THE FUCK UP"

I flinch at the yelling and grab my phone before running downstairs to an angry looking father.

"You're walking to school now and I don't give a shit if its 3 miles!" He shouts coldly

"Ok" I mumble not wanting to fight

I shove everything in my bag and I'm about to leave when he grips my arm

"If you're late home you'll be black and blue before tomorrow" he says through gritted teeth

He makes sure to squeeze my arm enough to have a bruise form and shoves me towards the door

I rub my arm and leave quickly.

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