Two days ago I was met with a terrible fate..... Then I had to go to sleep..... No reason why I had to... Just the thought of loosing her again scared me...
'My mom left for work an hour ago. I'm up in my room hiding from my father which was drunk on the couch down stairs. He would usually stay there until mom came back. Most of the time he beats her when she walks in without his new pack of beer.
I can't stand him. I have a black eye and a huge cut on my back from him throwing bottles at me but I don't have the strength to stop him.... I'm weak.'
"JAMES GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!!" My drunk father yells for me. I sigh and open the door slowly walking down the steps. He's standing by the fridge stairing into it.
"Yes?" I ask shaking a bit as he turns to me with an empty bottle in his hand.
"I need more beer. So I need you to take my truck and go buy some." He throws me his keys. I look at them knowing I can't drive legally and can't buy beer without clarification that I'm 21.
" um.... Dad. I can't drive legally" he looks at me again and his face turns to anger.
" I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! GET IT OR YOU'LL GET TWO BEATING TONIGHT!" he stomps upstairs to his bedroom slamming the door. I look at the keys again.
"I have to..." I walk to the garage, opening the truck door I hope in. His truck is an old beaten up red Chevy with bad breaks. He never takes care of it. I insert the keys and shut the truck door. Turning the key the trust sputters and takes a minute to start. I carefully drive out of the garage into the road. Ive never drove without my mother with me. Slowly getting closer to the store I slow down and park in a available parking space. I hope out and grab my wallet with only enough money for my father's beer.
"How will I get it?.... Maybe they won't know I'm 16" I walk in acting as casual as possible.
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"Fuck" as I put the beer on the counter the cashier knew I was too young to drink. Now I'm in the back of a cop car on my way back to my house. They left my father's truck which will result in more beatings.
We pull up in the drive way. The cop gets out and tells me to stay in the car. As he walks to the front door he knocks loud enough for my dad to hear. My piece of shit father opens the door drunk ass fuck and looks at the cop in disgust.
"What do you want pig?" He laughs at his own remark. The cop, now feels insulted tells him to step out of the house. He does but staggers a bit down the steps.
"Your son has illegally droven to a store and tried purchasing alcahol" my father looks angry and looks at me in the cop car.
"YOU DIDNT GET IT?!* He yells to me. I cower in the seat trying to avoid his gaze.
"You're saying you told this 16 year old boy to illegally drive and buy you beer?" My father thinks for a moment. I know he will just say something so stupid to get him arrested.
" Damn strait" my father answers and I just face palm. The cop handcuffs him and tells me to go inside so I did. I run to my and slam my door. I smile wide and jump around.
" YES YES YES IM FREE!!" I stop after a bit and lay on my bed knowing things will get better....... But boy..... Was I wrong.......
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Unforgoten but Unforgivin: Anarchy
FanfictionA boy around 16, beaten half his life. Lost his mother to a killer. A famous hated killer. He turns to his friends to help find his mother's murderer and take him down for good but the worst is yet to come for the weak boy.
