Im so glad I have my own car, and I can drive. If not, I would have been stuck in a car with my mom for hours. I'm almost to my dads. I hadn't seen my dad in a while. The last time I saw him, he was a druggie but then one day, he called me saying he was sober. I'm just hoping he hasn't relapsed.
I drive into the driveway and park the car. The outside of his house was a mess. There were some beer cans spreader around. Great. I knock on the door, and a woman opens it with I cigarette in her hand and only jean shorts and a bra on. "Watcha need, sweetheart?" She says in a ragady voice. "Um, I'm joels daughter." I say in a low tone, "Oh yea, he's told me about you. Is it like Alyson or something?" She asks "Alice." I say "Oh yes, let me go get him." She calls out his name. I could hear his footsteps coming. "Go get your shit and go to your room. Do whatever I don't give a rats ass." He says I could smell beer from his breath. I nod. I remember how he would get when I was a kid. I usually wasn't scared of anyone, but he scared me.
I grabbed my boxes and bags from my trunk and headed upstairs to my old room. When I was a kid, I used to come over every summer, but my room was never decorated it just had a dresser and bed.
I eventually got all the boxes and bags to my room and started to decorate.
After around 2 hours I finally finished it wasn't the best but who gives a fuck.
ROOM
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I grabbed I cigarette off my nightstand and lit it. I listened to last kiss by Pearl Jam on my cd player. I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling. He's 100% not sober. Great, I'm excited for the future.
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I'm so sorry this was really short it was just to start the book up. next chapter, you'll finally meet patrick ♡♡
