Part 9: Turmoil

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I go up and take a red cup and gulp it down fast. Next thing you know, I find myself unable to see straight or walk straight. I take out my phone and scroll through my contacts to find my dad. Is that a q or a p? Is that an s or a 5? He should be on recents? I don't see dad anywhere on recents! I push my way out of the house and dial my dad's number. The phone rings for a bit, I hope I typed the right numbers in I guessed most of them. It rings again, nothing! I decline the call and feel the ground underneath slip away from my feet. My eyelids are growing heavy, I can see two men in black approaching me. I stumble the opposite direction to run away from them, behind me I hear grunts. I'm feeling even more unsteady. I hear footsteps run over,

"Thomas!" I fall in somebody's arms. I strain to make out the face or person carrying me. I hear a slam of a car door. Then the world goes black. My eyes finally break out of the darkness and have clear vision.

"Look she's up." Ian says leaning over a wall.

"Dad?" He runs to my side immediately.

"Hannah! You're safe thank god!" I

"Safe? What do you mean?" I use my hand to sit up, the texture of the love seat is soft and plushy grunt,"You! what the hell are you doing here?!" I swing my  legs over to a sitting posture.

"It's my house, you're lucky enough to even be here." He scoffs.

"W-what happened?" I say looking at my father. He sits beside me.

"What do you think? You were drugged." His tone is sharp and filled with annoyance.

"Was it the same guy?" I wonder out loud.

"Tsk, hell if I know!" He shrugs off.

"Did you save me?" I glance at him curiously.  He rolls his eyes.

"I told you whatever happens to you happens to me!" His voice is thick with anger. "So, yes! I did! That way I won't be locked up with a dumb ass like you."

"Dumb ass? How the hell am I the dumb ass?" I cross my arms.

"You...took, a beer! From, a stranger!" He looks at me aggravated. "Instead... of pouring it yourself!" Well when you put it that way, but still! You don't have to be so rude about it! My dad looks at me, shit!

"It was just one." I shrug while giving him an uneasy smile.

"And it will be your last one." He adds firmly. I glare at Ian, he rolls his eyes and motions my father to follow him. Ugh! He knows I'm too numb to stand!

Ian POV,
"I know it was hard. I'm sorry it had to end that way." He pleads, When did you even give a damn!

"You ran to protect yourself, in the end you only hurt her." He's just using me to make up for the mistakes he made. Now he expects mercy?

"Ian, If you truly care about her... you won't tell her. This will shatter her!" Now you're worried about me telling her the truth? The reason why we're all in this mess!

"Which part?" I cross my arms over my chest.

"I did what I thought was best Ian." Lies, it's a lie! And that's how it will always remain a perfect little lie. 

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