“Tate!” My body froze, the voice belonged to be drunken father. “Answer me damn it!” his footsteps had come closer to my bedroom door and I panicked opening my window feeling the cold breeze hit my warm cheeks, I stepped out onto the roof hearing my bedroom door open. “Get the fuck in here Tate!” “So you can fucking beat the shit out of me?!” That’s when I felt it, I felt a hand on the end of my hoodie and I slipped losing my balance trying to get away and fell off the roof of the house, blacking out.
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