The only one

Pete and Alex

Alex POV

I was packing boxes into the truck when I felt my dad's hand on my shoulder
"Alex. It's the right thing to do. It's not your fault" Pete softly speaks to me.

"I know, dad. I just don't want to leave. I'm gonna miss my friends a lot" I said looking up at him. " But I will make some soon. I hope" I mumbled that last part. Trying to stay calm

My dad hugged me. "Alex." He was starting to raise his voice. He was sometimes an hitter. He sometimes hit me. Hard. He hit me at least once a week

I sighed "what?" I said it an annoyed voice. He perked up at me madly.

"Don't make me, Alex!" He yelled at me.

I teared up " please daddy, don't hurt me!" I felt his warm hand hit my face. It was hard. I started crying hard. "W-w-why?" I stuttered crying. I ran off to the park.

" Alex!" He ran after me and picks me up "I'm sorry"

"No you are not! You f*cking hate me!" I yelled trying to get away

I get away and run. Running was one of my best things.