Sober

Introduction

Sydney sat on her bed, her phone constantly buzzing as her followers liked her pictures and spammed her direct messages. She sat in from of her lap top, stalking her favorite celebrities on twitter. She sat alternating between her phone and computer until her stomach roared with hunger. Sydney sighed and dreaded the thought of going through the hallway and passed her dad's room to make herself dinner.

Her father was an alchoholic and abusive. Everyday he'd shout sexist slurs and throw broken beer bottles at her. She was lucky if all he did was hit her. Sydney wanted it to end, she wanted to speak out, she wanted to reach out to someone, but she was terrified. Sydney just wanted to close her eyes and go back to where she stayed until people thought her father was okay; her grandmother's house.

Sydney's father was always an alcoholic and one night, he drank too much. He came home and smashed beer bottles on her mother's head. He wouldn't stop smashing bottles onto the mother's head. He stopped after an hour and held the dead woman's body and sobbed. Glass was scattered around the room and blood was dripping onto the carpet.

He was sent to jail and rehab; they thought he was okay. Sydney spent 16 years of her life with her grandmother before her father regained custody of her. He started drinking only weeks later and Sydney had felt constant abuse.

Without the love of her mother a d a proper father, Sydney secluded herself in her room most of the time. Her father never went in there; if he ever did, he'd probably fall over as the room's floor had clothes, brushes, and other objects strewn across the floor and he was always tipsy at the least.

Sydney built up the courage to leave the safety of her room. She held her breath and tried to be as quiet as possible as she passed her dad's room. "Sweet heart," he called for Sydney. She scrunched her nose in disgust. "Come here please." Sydney obediently waddled over to him. Her body froze as he held a glass bottle above her head. "Daddy, no!" She shrieked. The glass dug into her skin and some danced to the floor. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Her dad smiled, showing off his yellow teeth. "Go bring me another beer."