The Sweet Escape

Chapter 1

"I SAID HOW DO YOU GET TO THE DAMN HOME PAGE!" My dad shouts at my mum as I waited down staires for some calmness to take place, I was already up there and it's only my dad bitchen and moanen about how the I phone 4s upate screwed up the youtube app and his two songs saved on there.

"You don't know how to getto the home page?" my mum questions as my dad tries to push her over her limits. I stuff some mashed potatos into my mouth as I listento the fight going on.

"NO AND I'D LIKE TO KNOW!" he yells even louder to show his dominence. My mum isn't scared of him and neiher am I.

"You hit this button a few times and it goes there." She lets out a big sigh.

"I'm done." he starts his way down the steps, making me almost choke. I run to the counter and grab cup of water, drinking it quickly hoping he owukdn't say anything to me. he angrily puts his plate and fork in the sink and storms upstaires slamming the door. My mum walks down the steps without me notcing she eached the ground of the step.

"Did he say anything to you?" She asked rubbing her hands together like she was freezing or something. Shook my head and she nodded looking back up ton the staires and mouthed the words 'how mad did he seem?' I put up a nine to show her pretty damn mad.

"I'm just gonna go upstaires and shut the door, turn the light off, I wanna be without him." I sang to the tune of one directions moments.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" She asked, smiling like nothing happened. I nod and thanks me running upstaires and walking past my dads room un-noticed. I try the same, but get caught and he raises a brow giving me a disappointed look. Who the fuck do you think you are? I shake my head and hurry into my room and shut the door, my mom is playing temple run on her phone. She's not as bothered by the app change as my dad and she had more things on it. The good thing is that me and my brother sam didn't get the update yet and I have a bunch of crap saved onto my account so it wouldn't matter if I get the update.

"Come and sit." She says pointing to the spot next to her. The door shuts quietly and I crawl into bed turning off the lights.

"It's a friday." my mum moans turning off her phone.

"And tonight has been a huge bummer.' I say turning onto my side and trying to sleep.

"I'll be back, I left my charger in your dads room." She grunts, getting up from the covers and walking into my dads room. I lay in bed with my eyes shut tight.

I'm pretty sure it's been twenty minutes and my mom still isn't back yet. I sigh and sit up, creeping into the bathroom for a small bathroom break. The door locks and I find myself in some peace and quiet. Knocking enters my thoughts as My mum says," Alissa, your dad wants to talk to you." I groan out in annoyance. He's just going to say something stupid to try an act smart.

I wash my hand and fix my hair before walking out into the open where I can be greeted by the worlds most messed uip family. He points to corner spot on the bed for me to sit. I roll my eyes in disgust as he tries yet another lame apology.

"Listen, I wasn't trying to be mean to you all, I was just very confused with this and I really didn't want anyone to be scared of me." I laugh to myself, me scared? Of him? What eves," I don't like getting mad at you all, but the phone just got some anger to flow and I didn't want this to happen." he pauses.

"And." i urge wanting this to be over now.

"And I will try not to act like that again. I'm done." He stacks the pillows behind him and lays his back against them turning his attention back towards the game.

"Wiast of time." I mumble, walking out the room and slamming mine shut, twisting the lock so no one can get in. The last thing I want is for you to be afraid of me, Pff, whatever. Anger and pain rushes through my body. As if he even cares about how I feel or anything, he calls my friends bimbo's and then says, but you're not. My friends make better grades then me and he has the right to call them that. oh no. That just makes my blood go boiling hot thinking about how he thinks that every thing is about just HIM. I turn on my radio blasting it loud, but no sound is herd through the thick walls of my room. The sweet melody of anger burst through the speakers making me flop back onto my bed singing to the beat of the song trying to theink about all the things that are good inside , besides the fact that my dad has a way pf making me want to kill myself. I used to cut, but that's not on my thought anymore, the melody of the music just flows thorugh my body. The song 'Don't look back in anger' by oasis echos from the stereo to my lips.