My Ride or Die

Chapter 2

Hunter

"Hunter! Hunter! HUNTER!", my little sister screamed. I put the pillows over my ears at her yelling until she burst into my room and jumped into my bed and bounced while screaming," HUNTER! GET UP!" Followed by a few giggles, I immediately tackled the four year old and gave a tickle attack. She fell into my bed of pillows and I kissed her cheeks. "Don't wake up bro-bro like that. I'm tired," I said groggily. "But you HAVE to get up, Bro-Bro," she said as she smushed my face with her sticky hands.

"Ugh! Why are your hands sticky?", I said as I smiled. "Mommy's making snickerdoodles!", she said with the brightest little stars in her eyes. I kissed her forehead and said, "Alright. Well you go help Mom. I gotta get ready for my first day." She nudged her nose and giggled.

Just then, my ass of a sperm donor "dad" walked in. "Well, hello there, Princess," he said snakily. Cindy backed away from his hand and stayed close to my chest. She reluctantly let his hand pet her hand when I swatted it away.

"Shouldn't you be finishing your third bottle of whiskey by now?", I said. He looked at me with death in his eyes. "Oh, shut the fuck up, you spoiled brat."

"Oh, I'm spoiled?", I asked in retaliation. "Yeah! This is my house! My roof! And you're here mooching off of me!" He screamed. Cindy hung tightly to my chest and covered her ears. You could smell the alcohol from his breath.

"That's what the fuck a parent is supposed to do, idiot! Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot. You're not a parent. You're a pathetic excuse for a man who goes out all night drinking and fucking some crack whore!", I screamed. He then slapped me and walked out of my room. Cindy began to cry silently and I hugged her and held her tight.

Downstairs all you could hear was that bastard screaming at my mom. And per usual, I lock Cindy in my room and go downstairs to fight him off of her.

He pushed all the cookie trays and batter mix off the table, breaking everything in a fit if rage. "Now clean it up, you stupid whore!" He shouted. "Why don't you call one of your whores to do it?", she screamed in retaliation. I slowly went downstairs to hear their commotion. Maybe today won't be anything physical.

I looked on to see him pull her by her hair and say through his clenched teeth, "I'll show you what a whore is," he said as he through her on the table and ripped off her panties. She started to scream and I immediately ran up behind him and put him in a chokehold. "You bastard! I'll kill you!", I screamed. My mom screamed, "No! Hunter! Let him go!"

I don't understand why she stays with this loser. I finally released him from my chokehold and he swatted both of us. "I'm going out. You're both a bunch of fucking idiots."

"Just get the fuck out," I said. "Never come back." He mumbled something about it being his house and he slammed the door.

I saw mom trying to fix herself up and helped her with the dishes. "I got this," she said sniffling. She fixed her hair and gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Please leave him," I said. She looked in my eyes with glossy tears.

I glanced over at the dead apology flowers he had given her a few days ago for her shiner, that's now healed.

I went back upstairs and unlocked the door and saw Cindy hiding within my pile of jeans and white Ts. I picked her up and kissed her cheek. "Go get ready for daycare, Kiddo. I'm gonna take you."

She smiled and nuzzled her head in his chest. I gelled my hair and oiled up my motorcycle. Cindy ran down the driveway with her little princess lunchbox and her pink ribbons blowing in the wind. I put her in front of me on my lap and revved the motorcycle.

When I pulled up to her daycare, all of the Stepford wives bored of their front-sex husbands gawked at me per usual. Not a brag. Just a fact. I gave Cindy a kiss and said, "Bro-Bro will pick you up at 3. Have a good day at school, Kiddo." She ran off to her friends Bella and Kailey, and waved goodbye to me. She's better off her than at home.