"Don’t worry; he's moving out of the house" I reply shortly.
"Oh and leaving you behind with all the bad things that happened and will happen to you? Hmm? Doesn’t he care about you?" Dominic says. Does he care about me? Dominic's right if Charlie really cared about me he wouldn’t leave me here by myself. "Here’s your stuff, all brand new, never used before" he hands me a brown paper bag full of supplies for the next month. "I'll see you tomorrow after school right?"
"Yeah, tomorrow" I say. Dominic comes up to me and pushes me against the wall. He kisses me hard, I can barely breathe. I can taste the alcohol in his mouth. Before I can push him off of me he steps away. I feel his hot breath in my ear.
"Till tomorrow, babe" then he leaves the room. I am left there gasping for breath. Charlie is going to be back soon. I head to the door. Right as I think no one is going to bother me I hear,
"Hey everyone! I just want to welcome my girl, Lucy back from the hospital." I turn around and see Dominic at a microphone on a stage in his living room. Then he grabs his guitar and starts singing me a song. I don’t recognize the song but it is good anyway. It reminds me of why I started liking him in the first place. It was the first party I was invited to. (I was invited by a person I didn’t even know) I usually didn’t go to parties but it was right after my dad died. Dominic and his band were singing there and we just connected.
The people around him start clapping and singing along. I wave goodbye and he smiles at me. I guess he can be sweet when he wants to be. When I go out to the drive way there is a crowd around my car. I run over expecting the car to be destroyed but come to my surprise they were all just gawking at it. Gosh it wasn’t even that good of a car. They are probably newbies cause I sometimes drive my mom’s car out here when I am mad at her, which is always.
"Ok that’s enough step away from the car, time for me to go." They make a path for me to walk through but they make no other indications that they are going to move out of my way. Why are they out here anyway? It is freezing out here. When I get in the car I put my supplies under my seat and then I beep the car horn to wake up all the druggies and to get them out of my way.
Driving home seemed so long. I don’t know if I’m going to make it before Charlie gets home. What is going to happen if he catches me out? What IF he catches me out? He isn’t my parent. He's leaving me not the other way around. I don’t care what he thinks. I am my own person he is not my rule maker. All I want is some privacy to do the things that I want to do when I want to do it. I don’t want to be treated like a child anymore.
"Oh and leaving you behind with all the bad things that happened and will happen to you? Hmm? Doesn’t he care about you?" Dominic says. Does he care about me? Dominic's right if Charlie really cared about me he wouldn’t leave me here by myself. "Here’s your stuff, all brand new, never used before" he hands me a brown paper bag full of supplies for the next month. "I'll see you tomorrow after school right?"
"Yeah, tomorrow" I say. Dominic comes up to me and pushes me against the wall. He kisses me hard, I can barely breathe. I can taste the alcohol in his mouth. Before I can push him off of me he steps away. I feel his hot breath in my ear.
"Till tomorrow, babe" then he leaves the room. I am left there gasping for breath. Charlie is going to be back soon. I head to the door. Right as I think no one is going to bother me I hear,
"Hey everyone! I just want to welcome my girl, Lucy back from the hospital." I turn around and see Dominic at a microphone on a stage in his living room. Then he grabs his guitar and starts singing me a song. I don’t recognize the song but it is good anyway. It reminds me of why I started liking him in the first place. It was the first party I was invited to. (I was invited by a person I didn’t even know) I usually didn’t go to parties but it was right after my dad died. Dominic and his band were singing there and we just connected.
The people around him start clapping and singing along. I wave goodbye and he smiles at me. I guess he can be sweet when he wants to be. When I go out to the drive way there is a crowd around my car. I run over expecting the car to be destroyed but come to my surprise they were all just gawking at it. Gosh it wasn’t even that good of a car. They are probably newbies cause I sometimes drive my mom’s car out here when I am mad at her, which is always.
"Ok that’s enough step away from the car, time for me to go." They make a path for me to walk through but they make no other indications that they are going to move out of my way. Why are they out here anyway? It is freezing out here. When I get in the car I put my supplies under my seat and then I beep the car horn to wake up all the druggies and to get them out of my way.
Driving home seemed so long. I don’t know if I’m going to make it before Charlie gets home. What is going to happen if he catches me out? What IF he catches me out? He isn’t my parent. He's leaving me not the other way around. I don’t care what he thinks. I am my own person he is not my rule maker. All I want is some privacy to do the things that I want to do when I want to do it. I don’t want to be treated like a child anymore.
