Disaster

drunk!

She must have known he was drunk because she went straight up to his room and slammed open and then slammed it shut. I was in my room listing in to the whole fight.

“GOD DAMN it Larry why the hell are you drunk NOW” she yelled

“Bad news at work, they are laying people of left and right!” he argued

“What the fuck you should be praying that its not YOU not getting FUCKING drunk!”

“I know, and I am sorry!” he apologized

“god damn, do the kids no??”

“I don’t know, last thing I remember was blacking out in the kitchen, so if you didn’t move me then…”

“KATIE” they said together

Shit now I am pulled into it, I was crying because they were fighting and I was once again cutting myself. As the razor dug in, the door knocked and freaked me out, and I gabbed the razor so far in my skin then I wanted. I quickly pulled the covers over my head and pretended I was asleep, and gelling more and more blood EVERY WHERE!.

“Katie?” my dad asked but I didn’t answer, he just walked off and I heard him in his room…

“she’s asleep, ill talk to her in the morning” he said

“She has school and will be sleeping” mom protested

“ok then tomorrow after school”

“FINE” she said and went to bed

I shur as hell wasn’t going to go home tomorrow!