Both

Pink Tinted Eyes

I still remember the smell of the cigarettes and the stench of alcohol on my father's breathe. I was only 7. Walking down the loud stairs. I heard the cries of an old drunk man. Dad was drunk again. Better get mom I thought. I walked I to the kitchen but she wasn't there. So I figured she was in her room. I looked in her room, empty. Nothing. Even her belongings were gone. Walking into my sister's room, her clothes, figures, jewelry all gone. Even the strong smell of her ocean breeze room spray was gone. Running down stairs, the sound of the TV beginning to sound muffled. I looked at my father dead In the eyes. Where is my mom. Where is my sister. Where is my family. They left us here. They left me here with him. I always thought my mother loved me. That she would protect me. But she left me here. With a drunk old man. Alone. Like the little bitch she is.
"She said she would be taking the kids. But of course she left me with you."
I couldn't fight back. I was only 7. Defenseless against a 47 year old angry desperate man.
"She'll come back for me."
"She doesn't like you kid. Why else would she leave you behind? You're fucking useless."
"You're lying to me just to annoy me."
"For fucks sake kid. You were a mistake. She never wanted you alright? Go clean your room or something. I'm trying to watch the fucking game."
Old fucking fart. Always fucking smelling like alcohol. You always left the house a fucking mess. You barely kept us alive you bitch. I know why mom left you. She just had to leave me with you. With a desperate, Heartbroken, angry, useless old fucking fart. If you weren't drunk you would be fucking some whore. Samantha, Kristen, Lucy, Megan, Christy, Daisy. I feel bad for them. They need to raise their standards. Cause you're the lowest of the lowest old man. You always complained that my grades were low. That I didn't work hard enough. How the fuck am I supposed to do my school work when I'm always cleaning after you and doing shit YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE FUCKING DOING. I still remember my mom's face the night before she left. She tucked me into bed. Looked at me with a faint smile. Her eyes looked like the eyes of an innocent women. They looked like they were full of care. She had the audacity to look at me like she fucking cared and then leave me with you. Fuck you old man. Fuck you and mom. Fuck you both. Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. Fuck. You.