♦Y/n's POV♦
I'm sitting in my room, hiding.. My father is back, and he's drunk.. I couldn't take it. Why does he blame me for mom's death? I didn't even do anything. She's the one who drunk 6 bottles of FUCKING BEER, before she drove. She's the one who crashed..
She's the one who torn my father apart.
When SHE was alive, dad loved me..
Now she's gone.. Now his heart is torn..
He brings girls everyday from the bar to fuck in his room.
Every night I cover my ears from the nose.
I wanted this pain to end..
But for some reason ...
I L o v e d I t. . .
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And that's it! Thanks for reading!
(Sorry for it being so short!)
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