His Beasty

Chapter One: The Beginning

" Kelly get you ass up now " my father yelled from downstairs

I quickly jump out of my makeshift bed looking at the clock seeing that it was 3 am rushing downstairs looking at my father as he tried to throw a bottle of glass at me as I ducked down as the bottle hit the wall

" go fix me some breakfast then head to the store and get me some beer " he said with his over raspy voice

" with what money " I said looking at him

" go ask your mother " he said rolling his eyes

"alright " I say walking away before he can try to throw anything else at me walking back up the stairs going into their room I see my mother sitting on their bed crying all over again

" what's wrong mommy" I say walking up to her sitting on the floor on my knees

" This is all wrong isn't it " she said crying even more

" what is " I asked her grabbing her hands

" being with your father " she replies sadly

" well I don't know mommy I cant make you leave him, but the way he treats us I say we should " I say looking her in her tear-filled eyes

" KELLYYYY WHERE'S MY BREAKFAST AND BEERS " my father yells I look back at my mother

" I forgot he asked me to come and get money from you " I say as she points her hand to the dresser. I get up slowly walking over to the dresser grabbing a twenty-dollar bill off the dark brown dresser walking back over to her helping her lay down and covering her back up with the blanket

" Why don't you sleep on it and when I get back from this school trip we can decide what to do " I say as she nodded weakly and slowly went to sleep as I walked out the room back down to the living room rushing past him into the kitchen getting all the ingredients I needed.

" will you hurry up I'm hungry and if I don't get my food in the next 10 minutes i'm gonna beat your ass " he says from the living room watching his corny shows I groan

" no need to curse " I whisper out to myself

" what did you just say, girl " he seethes out getting up from his chair

" nothing i'm almost done" I say as I turn on the stove grabbing 2 pots and a pan beating some eggs in a bowl grabbing some bacon preheating the oven to 350 than making pancake batter cooking scrambled eggs in one pot and making a couple of pancakes in the other waiting around 10 minutes then pulling the bacon out draining the grease out and then putting it on a plate and giving it to him. I walk out of the house going to the local corner store that's opened this early probably waiting for me, my father sends me out every Friday to get him a 12 pack of bud light.

After about 2 blocks I finally get there and he looks at me with a sad smile and shakes his head I don't say anything but go grab the pack and throw the money on the counter, he could keep the change. Taking in the peacefulness on the walk home I think about how shitty my life is and how my mother is finally deciding that she should leave my bastard of a father. As I approached my house I slowly debate on even going back in and running away, but I couldn't leave my mother he'd kill her. I sigh and walk towards the house opening the always unclocked rusty door giving him his beer. I look at the clock seeing 5:30 am I decided to take a quick showering throwing on some jeans and a shirt grabbing my bag of clothes and leaving for school.