David

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𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚢,

𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝙳𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎?

-𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 25, 1989

After on my bike ride home I couldn't stop thinking about Ellie and what happened that day. I thought that I saw a balloon there too, but it must have been my imagination though

I got home to my mom sitting on the couch sleeping. It wasn't even that late but I decided to say goodnight and go up to my room for a good sleep.

{•●•}

I woke up the next morning with a odd smell in the house, alcohol? no way my mom could be drinking she had work later.

I quickly get dressed and rush downstairs to see "David?!"

David used to be my mom's boyfriend the week before we moved. I didn't really like David a lot because he always pushed my mom into drinking and smoking.

Thats when I realized that the smell was alcohol.
"Hey kiddo" David greeted
"Hey, uh why are you here?" I asked trying to sound as polite as possible but it came out sounding a lot meaner than I intended

"Your Mom called me." He explained impatiently

"Why?"

"Because she needs me" he growled impatiently

"My mom doesn't need you, YOU JUST MAKE EVERYTHING WORSE" I yelled  angrily

"You better pick up your fucking act young lady" he seethed
"OR WHAT" I yelled impatiently






*SMACK*








I doubled over in pain, there was sure to be a hand mark later.

CREAK

I looked up and my mother was on the steps with tears in her eyes.
She ran over to me as fast as she could

"Oh my baby are you alright" she exclaimed while inspecting my face

"SHE'S FINE" David said seething with anger "NOW GET AWAY FROM HER BEFORE YOU'RE NEXT"
my mom scrambled away from me
"GET OUT OF THIS FUCKING HOUSE NOW AND DON'T COME BACK WHILE I'M HERE"

I got up and ran for the door not bothering to close it.  David slammed the door after me.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 02, 2022 ⏰

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