The Distance

Introduction: Family whats the point?

"Julius, I'M not gonna tell you this twice, I SAID get the damned logs from outside!!" As dad pop slammed down his arms on the table with force. "D-dad you know I can't do this, I just can't!...Do you seriously think I can haul all those freaking logs into the fireplace from out there?! Its freezing like at -900 or something for god sakes!!" Panting, I slowly stepping back no further from my abusive father.. Heck he's so terrible to even be one. Standing my ground ain't going more than a step back, I faced him. Yea that's right I faced my vase throwing, hard-necked "dad".

"Grrrrrr.... now i even regret having to have you as my stinking daughter! just because of Mary, I had little sense of having a kid!! What you are is some silly little piece of trash!" Grabbing the closest empty beer bottle, he suddenly throws it towards my direction. " Ack!!..." I managed to duck in time before it broke into a million pieces on the brown scratched wall behind me. 'J-JUST GET OUT! I...I CAN'T SEE YOU ONCE MORE, LEAVE, SHOO!" Seeing the grudge in his eyes, flaming orange fires were within them like some crazed beast.

" Y-you know what? Fine i'll leave you! Yea that's right! Ain't so strong now huh you demon!?" SMACK!!! " DON'T. YOU. DARE. CALL. ME. THAT." Dad pop was in full rage now, slapping with his cold hands at incredible speed; hitting my cheeks. I couldn't take this anymore. My vision started to get blurry with panic, the only way to escape this "home" was to run outside into the harsh winter...

" F-FINE THEN ". Scramming back up, I ran out taking out my red velvet scarf, my warm coat, and my boots; shoving the door with so much force that the wind blew freezing snow. It was too hard to hide the tears, the intensity of the slaps made a burning sensation on my face. Drip drip they went right down my putrid bruises on fire.

I couldn't stop thinking about my dad the whole entire time, remembering the words "J-JUST GET OUT!" or " SHOO!", god they wouldn't go away from my mind. But I also had some afterthoughts about him. Would he really do this to me?? I'm his only daughter and he treats me like food that no one wants, throwing me away like that. And j-just why would he ever talk about my mom like that?....Going at a top speed, I went past by the neighbors mailboxes; the trees appeared to be swaying significantly...Wonder why.