Whether I Like It Or Not

Intro

"I guess I'm not...I don't want any part of this...let her go", Cody growled as he got right back up in Hector's face.

"Culp...either you do this or your out of the gang", Hector nodded.

Cody did'nt say anything and instead just kept glaring at him.

"Then I guess I'm out...I'm not doing this-let her go", he growled.

"No."

"Let her go."

"No!"

"LET HER GO!!"

Next thing I knew, Cody and Hector started goin at it.

Cody grabbed Hector by his jacket then kneed him in his stomach and threw him down.

Noser ran up and swung at Cody, but Cody ducked, grabbed his arm and punched him twice across his face before he hooked him with his left.

"GO!", he yelled at me then pushed me out of the alley.

As soon as I was out, I laid tire tracks down the sidewalk, and did'nt stop until I got home.

I ran up the steps then ran inside, slammed the door and locked it behind me as I leaned against it.

My dad was sitting in the living room at the time, so he just put his newspaper down, took his glasses off and said, "What's the matter?"

I just looked over at him like "are you serious?"

"Nothing...I just got chased home by a dog", I lied as I stood up.

I was'nt about to tell him what happened because I knew he would'nt care.

Or do anything about it.

Father of the year right?

Walking into the kitchen, I threw my bag on the counter then grabbed a Coke out of the fridge.

I noticed I could'nt see everything as clearly as I used to, and it then hit me that I lost my glasses, but I was'nt about to go back for them.

Sighing, I popped open my soda, then leaned on the counter.

Before I could even take a sip, my older sister Christie busted in the door, I guess she used her key- walked in, closed the door, then once she saw me, she smirked, then just busted out into tears.

I watched then as she pretended to sob then fell to the floor.

Oh gimme a fuckin break.

"Sweetheart! What's the matter?", our dad freaked out as he ran over and hugged her.

"I-I- Daddy!! I almost got raped!!", she fake sobbed and my face dropped.

Are you fucking. Serious?

You know nothing of the sort.

Wow, so when I come in, looking like I had been nearly kidnapped, I get a "What's the matter?"and she gets hugging and calming down.

Typical.

I glared at the both of them then rolled my eyes and continued drinking my soda.

She was always my dad's favorite.

She's 14 as well, and literally the biggest liar, fake person, cry baby I've ever known.

And I hate her.

She was just doing this to get attention.

I knew it.

That day, our dad decided to pack up and leaving.

All for her.

She did'nt even almost get raped like I did, and were leaving town.

Picking favorites much, Dad?

We did end up leaving that day.

And our dad swore we'd never go back.

Yeah?

Well that lasted long.

Cause now I'm back.