the broken mate

I walk to my room and brace myself. You may ask why well I have an abusive family and I forgot my dad's beer in the car and it's now warm.
"SAM!!" my dad screams.
I walk into the living room slowly and whisper "yes".
"why is my beer hot" he said faking to be calm.
"I .....um" I stuttered.*slap* I fell to the ground holding my cheek in pain.
"I asked you a question" he hissed.
"i-i-leftitinthecar" I said quickly.
"YOU DID WHAT" he yelled.
"I left it in the car" I said quietly.
"what while you were being the whore you are trying to get some guy." he sneered.
"n-no" I whisper. hiding the anger building up inside of me.
"whatever whore go get me more beer before I beat you unconscious" he growled.
I knew he was already drunk by the smell of his breath.
"I'm no whore and I could care a less about your beer" I growled.
he throw me up against the wall and began choking me. I struggled to breath and frantically searched for something to hit him with.