I Hate You

Family Fight

Me and Jake were in my room for about an hour and a half. All we really did was talk here and there and watch him play video games on my tv. It was kind of a boring relationship, but Jake didn't seem to thing so.
It was quiet downstairs, and I haven't heard anymore rude comments from Colby, I assumed he left when it started pouring outside. Colby lives just down the street from us, it sucked living so close because everyday, on my walk to school I used to pass his house. He would always make a rude comment on my clothes, or throw my bag into the pond that I walked by to get to school. I hate him.

I snap back to reality. I looked at the time, then at Jake who was still playing games. It was raining more and more, hitting the window, creating a loud noise. I couldn't let Jake get soaked on the way home so I went to my closet, and pulled out an umbrella, I laid it on my bed, went over to Jake, and pulled the headset off of his head.

Y/n- "It's getting pretty late"
Jake- "Oh, okay"

He turned off the console, and I handed him the umbrella. "Thanks" he smiles, then kisses me, and walks out. I sighed and cleaned up the mess he made on my bed. Trash, it was all trash.
I heard the door open from downstairs. "I'm home!" My dad yells, but slurring his words. He was drunk again. My dad was an alcoholic, and he refused to get help. I sighed, and walked downstairs. Sam was still on the couch when my dad sat down next to him.

Chris- "Get me a beer"
Sam- "Excuse me? Dad you smell disgusting, and you have a serious problem. Don't you understand that it's time for you to get some help?"
Chris- "What'd you say to me boy?"
I stood in the door way, too scared to interfere. Sometimes he would get too angry. My dad picked up an empty beer bottle, and smashed it over Sams head. The impact was hard enough for him to black out. I flinched and yelled "What the hell dad!?" He stood up and walked over to me. I backed away, until I hit the wall. He trapped me in the corner, I were shaking, trembling with fear. My dad was still holding the broken beer bottle, he put it to my cheek, pressing it into my skin just enough to make blood trickled down my cheek, along with a tear.

Chris- "Do we have a problem, Y/n?"

I shook your head, avoiding eye contact. My dad was a big guy, he was strong. He wore, plain, grey, t-shirts, saggy jeans, his hair was always messy, and he smelt horrible. "Give me a real answer!" He yelled, his spit flying onto my cheel, causing me to flinch.

Y/n- "N-No.."
Chris- "Good"

He cut my cheek with the broken bottle, and headed to his room. I ran out of the house, in the rain, and walked down the street. While walking past Colby's house, I saw him on his porch.

Colby- "Hello, sweetheart"

I rolled my eyes, and Colby walked off his porch, and over to me. He held up his pointer finger, and pulled something out of his pocket. The rain washed the blood away off my cheek, Colby then put a bandaid over the cut. I looked into his eyes, then looked away.

Colby- "What happened to you?"
Y/n- "Why would you care?"

Colby laughed and said, "I don't" did he really walk out into the pouring rain, just to give you a bandaid?

Colby- "Go home, take a shower, your soaked, shivering, and you smell"
Y/n- "Ha, it's almost like you care"
Colby- "Nah, I just want your stink, gone"

I rolled your eyes, turned around, and started to walk away. Colby stopped me.

Colby- "And, i'm coming over tomorrow"
Y/n- "No you're not"
Colby- "Don't worry, i'm not going over there for you princess, i'm going to see Sam"

"Sam.." I whispered, and ran home. I ran inside my house, went to the bathroom, grabbed a damp cloth, and went back over to Sam. I dabbed it on his cut, on his head as he woke up.

Sam- "Are you okay..?"
Y/n- "I'm cleaning your cut, because you blacked out, and you're asking if i'm okay?"
Sam- "I guess so"

We both laughed, cleaned ourselves up, and went to bed.