I felt the controller vibrate in my lap as I skimmed the small screen of my iPhone 4. I couldn't get the newer generation. We didn't have much money.. So I just lived with what I got and went back to playing my game. About an hour passed and I saw that blue truck creep it's way into the driveway. The screeching breaks rang through my ears as I watched him get out. I quickly shut off my console and hurried myself straightening up my bed as fast as I could as I heard the front door squeak open. "Jerri! I'm home!" My dad shouted from the living room. As usual my mom emerged from the kitchen and smiled the usual smile at him giving him a hug and taking his stuff so he could take a shower. I sighed quietly leaving my room as my mom called for dinner. We all sat silently at the table until my mom asked the same question as every night, "Cj You going to eat with us today?" The usual "No" came and we ate our meals. Then after the kids were rushed to bed as he sat outside smoking his cigarettes and sipping his beer. I go outside to see how his day went and was immediately cut off. "Is that kitchen clean? No? get your ass in there and clean. Tell your mom to come outside." With a yes sir, I went inside cleaning the kitchen to the best of my ability only to be told it's not good enough after. Moments after mom went outside, I heard a loud yell and and then another. As usual, they were fighting and arguing again. I closed my eyes and went to my room shutting my door and turning my music on. Hours after, the front door slams and I hear them screaming and fighting. I go out to see what's happening and I get sent to my room with a harsh demanding tone. As usual, a beer in hand he started insulting her telling her that she never does anything but sit on her ass. I start to tear up crying silently because If I'm heard, I'll be screamed at. I listened and listened and heard "I'll fucking kill you! " my tears flooded and the next thing I know, I hear police sirens outside. I watch quietly and see that they were talking. I never understood what they were saying, but I did know it didn't help the situation because once they left, things got even worse. I heard multiple bangs and thuds. As I open my door, I realized movies, books, and other items were being thrown. I sat up my back against the wall my head in my knees and listened. This continued for a good bit before a loud slam was heard. I rush to the window to look outside and see my mom leave. "Fucking bitch gonna fucking leave for?" And Inaudible grumbling was heard until footsteps neared my door. I rushed to my bed and laid down. As he entered, he saw the tears and I saw the anger in his eyes. "Why are you crying!" He yelled. "Your mom is just in a little bitchy ass mood. She's the one who left so shut up!" I nodded and decided to let my emotions out yelling "it's your fault she left! I heard everything!" I never got to finish because he cut me off yelling things I can't quite remember and grabbing my arm. I pull away crying scared out of my mind and he grabs it again pulling me he yells for me to shut up and I do still crying gritting his teeth, he growls "go to fucking sleep. You're just like your fucking mother!" And stormed out. A scratch and bruises were left on my arm that I quickly covered with a hoodie before falling asleep with tears streaming down my face because I know this is just a normal night...
