UnReality

(Eighteen)

*Cursing Warning*

-Night-

I woke up at maybe around 2:30 in the morning to a weird feeling that something was wrong or wasn't right. I jumped out of bed and raced to my door and peeked out. I heard a door slam shut and heavy footsteps. Being my dumb little self, I tip-toed ever so quietly to the stairs to see dad at the kitchen bar, head on the bar, a bottle of whiskey next to him. It has been years since dad stopped drinking. What triggered this now?

Again, dumb little me walked cautiously downstairs, "Dad?? Is that you?" I asked. Of course, it was him, but, he didn't look good at the moment. Dad didn't even move. "Dad?" This time, he looked up, more like whipped up. His eyes were bloodshot, crazed and dull. "Who are you! What are you doing in my house!?" He snapped as he stood, bottle in hand. "I'm your daughter," I said calmly. He belched and glared at me, "Eh? Daughter? You're no daughter of mine," He pushed me back, "You privileged little twerp." Ok, this was really making me mad.

"Don't call me twerp you office mole!" Yeah...I couldn't come up with insults at the moment. "I'm going to kill him," He said unintelligently. "He will not take my Ravena from me." Oh...so he started drinking again all because he thinks that Suko will sweep Mother dearest off her feet and run away happily ever after. The end? Yeahhh...dad...you lost your marbles. "So? This is what this is? You're afraid that Mom will run off with Suko or vice versa?" I sighed and shook my head, "Wow dad, you've lost it."

That. Ticked. Him. Off. He grabbed my arm and got all in my face, the putrid smell of whiskey going up into my nose, "I'm not afraid, you dumb fuck. I didn't lose my mind, Reisen." He threw me down and before he can do any more or say anything else, I lost it. I grab his arm and flipped him over and froze him on the ground with my powers, ran upstairs, literally banged on mom's door, which woke her and my sibs up, led them downstairs and pointed at him. He still had that crazed, I'm-gonna-murder-you look in his eyes.

I picked up the whiskey and showed it to mom, "Mom..." She stood, her eyes wide and mouth covered, "...Reisen...What happened to you while he was...drunk?" "Oh, I don't know, he pushed me around, nearly broke my arm, called me dumb fuck...ya know, that stuff." Ok, I sorta exaggerated on the "he almost broke my arm" part, but still. Mom's gaze hardened as she stared at frozen dad. I quickly snapped and he unfroze, coming at me again, "You little bi-" He stopped and stared at mom guiltily and dropped his arms, "I'm sorry, Ravena."

Mom's hard stare didn't let up, "Sorry, won't cut it this time, Reese." She narrowed her eyes, "You're going back to rehab  and we're divorcing." That caught us all off guard, "B-But...Ravena-" "I don't want to hear it, Reese. You have been drinking for 2 years. On and off. On and off and I do know about your 'secret' little drinks you do at the bar." He stared at her, wide-eyed. "Trust me, I know everything you do. I warned you a year ago. One more drink and we're done and what do you do? Go and drink and go after our daughter!" She threw her hands up, "I'm done with this..." She turned to us and hugged us, "Go on back to your rooms. Your father and I have something to talk about." After she said all of that...I didn't really feel anything and I just felt dead..so did Rose and Roman.

As I trudged to my room, they joined me and they hugged me, "What's going to happen to us, Rei?" Roman asked. I hugged them tightly, "I wish I could say..."