Pills and Potions

Pt. 20

-Finn-

Someone bursts into the door after I put Alina down. I turn around and see someone I would love to kill. My dad. He's all rich and with another women and all. But when he was still with my mom, he abused both of us. I still have some scars, which gives me chills every time I look at them. I quickly stand up and ball my fists.

"What do you want?"

"Like any other good,respectful dad would do. Check up on you."

I roll my eyes. Forgetting that rolling eyes was something my dad used to hate when j was a kid, I immediately regretted what I'd did. My heart starts pounding so hard I think he hears it.

He bursts out laughing. "You little fucker!" He lunges throws me s punch.

"You stay out of this!" He pushes her which makes her fall back. The back of her head smashes into the side of the table. She lays there motionless.

I try to fight back but he pins me to the wall.

"Well, what I actually came here to tell you the news."

I struggle to get out of his grip but he pushes me hard against the wall which makes my breath slower.

"That nasty women you call your mom, yeah she died. About time, right?"

I stop struggling. "How?" I whisper.

"What do you think? A drug overdose. Now, since we got off on a bad hand, let's leave off on a bad hand."

He kicks me hard in my stomach. He walks over to the kitchen and grabs a old baseball bat.

"I will never be sorry about doing this!"

Then he hits me in the head. All that for rolling my eyes.

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I wake up with Alina shaking me.

"Oh my God, Finn!" She hugs me.

"I'm sorry!" She quickly pushes back.

"You okay?" I put my hand on her cheek.

"I'm fine... But you don't look so good..."

"I've never been called that before. 'You don't look so good,"

"I'm serious, Finn."

She helps me up and brings me to the bathroom. I close the door behind me and look in the mirror. Black spots dance around my eyes. It takes me a minute to focus on my face. I have a black eye and blood trickling down the side of my face. I lift up my shirt. It even hurts to breath. I touch the side of my ribs and pain spreads everywhere. I glare at myself. My lip is ripped. I usually bite it when I want to cry, but now it's bleeding like crazy. Anger builds up and I punch the mirror. I storm out the room and head outside. I hear Alina yelling my name but I ignore it.

I got to the roof of the building and take out my cigarette and lighter. I hate him. If I ever see him I will kill him. He practically killed me already. I hear loud footsteps and I turn. Alina stands there with her eyes open. She gets closer and takes my cigarette out of my mouth and flings if to the ground.

"Don't smoke!"

I sigh. "I don't" I Lie.

"Then what was that!?" She points at it.

"I smoke to relieve the pain."

She looks down at her feet.

"I'm sorry this happened. Why didn't you tell me he used to abuse you?"

I sigh and sit on the floor.

"I'm sorry..." I didn't mean to cry but I couldn't hold it in. What a strong man, right?