Why I Like You

6.Brad

"You fucking cunt!" I yelled and punched Finn. "You actually liked her wow" he laughed. I pulled him up by his collar, right to my face. "You fucking go near her again I will break every bone in your body. One by one" I snarled and he actually looked scared. "Sure" he frowned and I looked beside me, Molly. "Her?! Seriously I thought you had better standards then that" she giggled.
"Fuck off fake tits" I shouted and she started crying. Everyone was laughing.

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"You and Finley had a fight!?" Dad yelled as I got in his car. "What about it?" I stated. My dad really wasn't gonna scare me tonight, I was ready for anything. "What about?" He sighed, he was calm. "A girl" I looked out the window. "Ha. Seriously I wouldn't be worrying about the little school girls Bradley" dad chuckled and I frowned and pulled up the handbrake. "So what you want me to date strippers like you!" I shouted in his face, he grabbed my hair and looked into my eyes. "Don't you dare fucking talk to me like that!" He bellowed and threw my head into the dashboard. I passed out, he must've done it pretty hard.

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"Oi get up" he grumbled and pulled me out of the car. I fell onto the cold wet gravel. "Get up!" He shouted then started kicking me, in the ribs.
I opened my eyes and the sun was coming up. I groaned and sat up then wailed, he'd probably broken a couple ribs. I hobbled inside and he was passed out on his chair, empty whisky bottle in his hand, some shitty tv cop show playing. I sighed and turned the tv off. I then went to the kitchen and cleaned it up, it wasn't too messy. "Is he asleep?" Lucy whimpered coming out of the kitchen cabinet. She had a split lip. "Did he hit you!?" I grumbled.
She nodded then started crying. I wrapped my arms around her then kissed the top of her head. "Shshsh" I rubbed her back. "Go up to bed, I'll wake you in a bit" I smiled and she nodded and walked off.

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I went into the hallway and opened the top drawer, it was staring right at me. I can't believe he'd hit Lucy, she might not have been my real sister but I still cared about her, the weight of it felt familiar in my hand. I walked into the front room and glared at John, I'm not calling that piece of shit dad anymore. He was still fast asleep.
I kicked his chair and it fell over waking him up. The first thing he saw was the gun. Then me. "What are you gonna do?" He chuckled.
"Why did you hit Lucy?!" I shouted and his eyes widened. "I would never do that!" He shouted back and got up so the gun was inbetween his eyebrows. "Lie!" I shouted and cocked the gun. "Shoot me then you pussy" he smirked pressing his head into it.
"Stop!" Lucy shouted behind me.
"Go to your room!" John and I both Saud at the same time. "It wasn't dad!" She exclaimed clutching my arm. I frowned and looked at her. She looked at the floor. "Me and...Finn...we..."
"Did he do that?!" I gasped dropping the gun to my side. "Finley?" John exclaimed and looked at me. "Well like I um...we did stuff and um...I didn't want to take it any further so he" and she pointed to her face.
"Why did you blame me then?!" John yelled and Lucy coward away from him. "Well she obviously didn't want to say anything!" I yelled back and sighed I placed the gun on the sideboard then stomped upstairs to change I could still hear John telling Lucy not to get with older guys, he was right I guess. Black DMs, black skinny jeans, grey vintage top and dark red tartan jacket. I picked up the bat from its hook and marched out the door. "No Brad please!" Lucy wailed as I opened the truck door. "Luce I cannot have one of my mates dicking around my little sister" I raised my eyebrows and she nodded. I kissed the top of her head then jumped in the truck.

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I parked a few houses up from Finns, I didn't want him to notice my car. I picked up the bally from the passenger seat and pulled it over my head. I had my knuckle dusters in my pocket just in case.
I walked up his drive to his car, a 2019 merc I crouched down and slashed the two drivers side tyres. I got up and dragged my key along that side  of the car until I got to the bonnet. I jumped on it and the alarm started going off, I took the bat and swung it into his windscreen, and again, and again, until the whole thing was shattered.
"What the fuck!" Finn screamed running out of his house. I ripped off the bally and started jumping on the bonnet. "You wanna fucking touch my little sister again you fucking nonce" I shouted as his dad came out.
"Oi the police have been called, you've always been bad news Bradley!" He shouted. "I'm not the fucking bad news it's your son you should be worried about" I shouted and jumped off the car and ran to my truck. I knew he hadn't called the police, that wasn't Richards style. I breathed as I sat in the truck.
Then I sped off home.