Primrose Crimson [English]

05: Trouble=Late

June: Tuesday

I jumped out of my bed. I leave my room and carefully head downstairs.

Five months I will turn 18. I need to find place in the capitol. Far away here.

I was pulled out in my thoughts when a beer bottle rolled towards my feet. I lower down and reach for it.

I walk slowly towards the living room. I peek out a little to see if my parents is at the living room. When I saw them sleeping I feel relax.

My phone vibrate in my pocket. I jumped slightly on my place. My hands lost the grip in the bottle because of sudden shock. Before the bottle hit the floor. I kicked it up with my toes and reach for it when it tossed up. I sigh with relieve when I done it quickly.

"Nice stunt." My mother say clapping her hands, standing and walking towards me. I jumped out scared to sudden voice fill my ear.

This time the bottle totally drop to the floor and shatter to different size of pieces.

I'm in trouble. Why me? Early in the morning really.

I didn't pay attention to my mum.

I put my phone in my pocket of my shorts and crouch down. I picked the large pieces and stack it.

A sudden kick hit my butt. My hands fell in to small pieces of glass. I look over my shoulder and I see my mother with a large grin. While my father still in the couch, processing what is happening.

"Clean it b*tch and prepare some breakfast." My mother shout and head upstairs.

I feel my tears will soon fall because of the pain in my hand. Not to those words released by my mum.

I stand up and flip my hands to see how many pieces dig to my skin. I can still manage it, not too bad.

"Drink this and clean this! You clumsy slut." My father say handing me a cup full of beer. I reach for it using my good fingers and looked at the yellowish substance inside of it. Its smell horrible its smells like a pee.

"Go! Drink. Unless you want another kick?" My dad say pushing the bottom of the cup up to my mouth.

I drink it straight. I cough when I feel some burning in my throat and taste the bitterness of the drink. My father smirk and pat my shoulder. He head upstairs and leave the living room.

I clean my mess and clean their mess they made. I clean my hand with water and pull the pieces of glass dig in my skin. I put some medicines in my wound and wrap it with bandage.

I start to prepare the breakfast. I ate what I need and wash what I used. I head upstairs to my room and get my bag and uniform.

I head to the bathroom and do a quick bath. I glance at the walk clock. 6:45 am. I hurriedly took my lunch and shoved it in my bag. It was already reheated with newly cooked rice.

I leave my house and run down the street. I wait 10 minutes before the jeepney arrived. I hopped in the jeepney and took of my payment.

When I'm settled in my seat, I took my phone out to check who was texted me earlier. It was Daisy and Steve. I open first the text from Daisy.

Daisy, 3:45 am: The school now finding for the representative for the quizbee and essay writing. The contest will start in 2nd week of July. I take the easy writing.

I reply while looking outside if I'm near.

Rose: I will take quizbee and chess if there is available spot. Tell Mrs. Cruz about that. I'll be late.