Ch 11: We.

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×Hey! I'm just gonna get straight (Gay) to the point, TWs are: Verbal and physical abuse, alcohol abuse, , cursing,. I think that's all! (Dont sound to excited..) I hope you enjoy as much as you can×

Pattons POV (Whoa! A brand new POV)

"Patton! Cooome here!"
"C-Coming Dad!" I stand from my bed, and sigh 'I know exactly what's about to happen'
I walk across the small hall ×that rhymed× that leads into the living room.. where my dad was sitting on the couch with an empty beer bottle in his hand, Crap.
"W-What did you need dad?" He jumps and looks at me,
"I Need you to go get me more beer you fuckinn' dumbasss!" He yells, words slurring together, He then tosses the empty bottle at my head and it breaks making a small cut on my head, "Ssee?! Itssss emptty!"
"Yeah.. I'll go get more dad.." I say walking back to my room to get the only money we have for this month and some bandagesfor my head. 'no food again..' I think walking back into the living room I sneak past him, as to not provoke him, and leave the house

I hope he'll be okay.. hes the only thing I have left..

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I come back to the trailer and open the door slowly, A few roaches falling from it.. 'Ew..'
"Didd you.. get it?" My dad asks,
"Yeah.. I got it dad, would you like me to make dinner?" I ask him, he looks up at me, "Yyeah.. make, something" he says looking back down, he must be so tired.. "Okay daddy, I'll make you something" I say quietly walking to the kitchen, I open the fridge more roaches falling from it, I look past them and see... Nothing. I sigh and look in the freezer, while closing the fridge, The freezer... Also has absolutely nothing it looks like nobodylives here!... I close the freezer and start looking in the cabinets, I look past all of the spiders.. even though I'm terribly scared of them, I have to deal with it. In the cabinets there is.. one peice of wheat bread...some tomato soup, and some sort of spice, 'I can work with this!' I think with a small smile, I then look over and sigh.. I have to wash some dishes.. and the counters,
'Just because your poor.. doesn't mean you have to look it.. right?' That's what virgil used to say!. I walk to the sink getting the cold water started, And since we dont have dish soap.. I use the body wash! And also no hot water.. but that's okay I can work with it, a fork then falls to the ground making a pretty loud noise,
"Ppat? Arrre u ok'y?" My dad asks me from the couch, "Y-Yeah dad, I'm okay!" Just because hes.. an alcoholic and.. some what abusive doesn't mean he cant love! I pick up the fork and place it in the cold water, 'it can just.. soak' walk to my room and grab an old shirt taking it to clean the countertops with, I walk back into the kitchen soaking the shirt with water and a small amount of soap.

After I finished cleaning the dishes and counters.. I start on the food, I can tell dad is getting mad.. he isnt nice when hes mad, he does things like.. What he did earlier.. Anyways, I start heating up the tomato soup, Picking up the spice I found it read 'Cilantro' Oh!.. okay? I dont really know what that is but we'll work with it!. It's probably just.. some sort of.. thing? I dont know! I pour some of it in with the soup, It actually smells really good! I then take the wheat bread I found, popping it into the small toaster we have and turning it on, "Pp...patton!! Wwhheres my foodd?!" My dad yell/asks from the living room "Its.. almost done daddy!" I say taking the pot off of the stove and picking one of the only bowls we have, and pouring some soup into the bowl.. "A-Alright dad.. this is all we have so-" I was cut off by my dad hitting it out of my hands, it splashing all over me, thank God it wasn't scalding hot anymore "I ddont want thhat sssshit! Make something else!" Oh no.. "D-Daddy.. I cant, we dont have much food.. more like non, im sorry dad.." he looks up at me with anger "God your so fucking useless.." He says.. with no slurr this time, he then gets up from his chair 'Oh god..'
"Cant you do... ANYTHING RIGHT??!"
"Y-Yes sir.. its.. just that we don-dont have any fo-"
*SMACK*
"I dont give a fuck.. go to the FUCKING STORE! and get some food patton"
"O-O-okay.. wha-what do you.. want to ea-eat?"
"My God Patton! I thought you would remember by now! I WANT ANYTHING THEY HAVE SON!" He then proceeds to kick me while I'm on the floor, then picks me up by the collar of my hoodie, setting me on my feet,
"I just.. want you to go to the fuckin' store for me patton.."

"Of-Of course daddy! Ill.. go to the store for you" I say with a smile.. 'Just hide the pain..'
"Thank.. you son.." dad then passes out.. and i just stand there smiling..

With tears falling down my face.

"I better go ste- Buy! That food huh?" I say to my passed out drunk dad, I proceed to take his arms and do my best to drag him to the couch.. Sighing I go to my dad's room. He almost never uses it, he has something in his drawer though, a black face mask ×For robbing things× and a gun.
I pick up both items, already knowing how to use a gun and slip them both into my hoodie pocket,

I walk to an empty alley way and put the mask on.. 'I dont want to DO this..' I walk into the store.. gun pointed
"Give me.. everything in the cash register.. And Dont press the police button.. Just do it!" I say to them, making sure they dont hit the button.. they dont thankfully,
"Thank you.. And I'm sorry" I say before running of with a bunch of money in my hoodie pocket,

'We need food.. and clothes... theres at least 600 dollars in here.. okay, I can do this!'

This is for dad.

××Whoa! Hi there, (this chapter sucked-) it did not!
Anyway, this was (obviously) revolved around patton and his life (yeah.. they know) I hope you enjoyed and hopefully you dont kill me! I love you all!
Bai!×

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