Like father like son they always say, but not me. I would never become a low life drunk like he was. I would prove it to myself and to Jane that I'm nothing like him. I will never be like him because I am my own person.
I start to pace around my small living room. The orange piece of paper stating my father has been arrested aging for the 14th billionth time by the same officer lay on my small coffee table. I picked it up and scanned it. Every time he got arrested they wanted a little bit more bail money. This time they were asking for $350. Which I didn't have at the moment, with trying to go to school and work at the parlor (a tattoo place in town) and get gigs for my band. There was not a dime to spend on him.
It was his own fault for every time he got arrested. Cassie and I just couldn't keep saving him. He could rot in his jail cell for all I cared. I placed the orange slip of paper back on the table. I reached for my cell phone that was also on the table. I needed to call Cassie, my sister always knew what to do.
I start to pace around my small living room. The orange piece of paper stating my father has been arrested aging for the 14th billionth time by the same officer lay on my small coffee table. I picked it up and scanned it. Every time he got arrested they wanted a little bit more bail money. This time they were asking for $350. Which I didn't have at the moment, with trying to go to school and work at the parlor (a tattoo place in town) and get gigs for my band. There was not a dime to spend on him.
It was his own fault for every time he got arrested. Cassie and I just couldn't keep saving him. He could rot in his jail cell for all I cared. I placed the orange slip of paper back on the table. I reached for my cell phone that was also on the table. I needed to call Cassie, my sister always knew what to do.
