Everything Changed At 15

someone cares..

"Gigi! Get me some more beer from the fridge!" my dad told me. "Don't u think u have had enough father?" I asked. " Bitch, I'll tell u when I've had enough! Get me a beer or I'm going to beat your ass." " Yes father." I hate it when
He gets drunk,of course Its no better then when he's sober. I never knew mother. My dad got drunk and killed her when I was born. I cant stand him but I have no where else to go. I'm not allowed to go anywhere except to go buy beer for my dad. He made me a fake ID because his lazy ass don't wanna get up. He blames me for my mothers death. He didn't remember anything when he sobers up.

I handed the beer to him. The fridge dosn't get too cold. He gripes about his beer not being cold every night. Tonight he is mad about being fired so I hope he dosn't take his anger out on me ,but u never know.

"Why isn't my beer cold bitch?" "Our fridge is broken.and does not get very cold. I've been telling u this every night father." " Fix it!" he said." I don't know how" I said. " Fix it now bitch!" I was finally done with his crap. "Today I turned 15 and u want me to fix a fridge for u so u can have a cold beer?!" I said while deciding where I will go. He grabbed his thorned  switch and ran after me. I started running as soon as I seen him reach for it and now he's chasing after me. Wow! Happy birthday to me , I thought while running. He tackled me and started hitting me with it then punching me and repeating it. I was screaming when I noticed he was finally off for and tackling someone else. What the Hell? No one has ever saved me before. Who is saving me? Who would care?