Disclaimer--- the only things I own are my clothes and my trusty laptop, which im writing this story on.
The day was cold, though the sun was shinning through the clouds, so as I walked down the street to the motel I pulled my thin jumper closer, crossing my arms over my stomach and pulling my sleeves part way over my hands. I already knew that dad would be drunk, though I hadn't seen him yet. This morning I had snuck out of the room even before he had woken up from the armchair in front of the TV. That had been a couple of hours ago. Since then I had sat a bench in a nearby park and daydreamed. I stopped at a store on the way to the room and bought a ready made sandwich with the money I had managed to get from dads wallet. Chances are he wouldn't even miss it, if he noticed he would think the used it to buy more booze. Back at the room dad was still sat in the same place, though he was awake now. The bottles of beer from which he had drunk from were still on the floor next to him, and a bottle that was half drunk was in his hand. He slowly raised it to his lips and took a long drink as I bustled into the kitchen and got two plates from the cupboard, getting out the sandwiches and cutting both in half, putting them on the plates. My stomach rumbled quietly as I brought the food to my dad.
"dad, would you like some food?" I asked him and after a few seconds his eyes focused on me and he smiled.
"alright, daarliin…" he slurred. I smiled back and gave him the plate, which he put on his lap so that he didn't have to put down his beer. I reached down and collected as many of the empty bottles beside him and taking them outside, then dumping them in the big bins outside, having to make a couple of trips before they were all gone. After I had finished I sighed and got out the laptop that I had saved up for, in the years before mum's death. Sometimes I wished I wasn't an only child, just so I would have someone to talk to. I turned on the laptop and it started up quickly, while it was I got the charger and plugged it in. I went on the internet and typed in the address before pressing enter. I plugged in the headphones from my MP3 and clicked on the play button. This is what I spent my days doing. Watching 'buffy the vampire slayer' on the internet and looking after my constantly drunk or unconscious father. I liked buffy, she could take care of herself and I had watched the series over and over, blocking out the real world for just a while. I left my sandwich for later, knowing I would probably not get any other food for the rest of the day. When my stomach grumbled again, louder this time I finally decided to have a drink, knowing that it would numb the hunger slightly, if onlt for a while. The episode I had been watching had finished a few minutes before and I had just been sitting there, not really thinking of anything. After having the drink I went outside to sit on one of the benches outside, MP3 in hand. I turned it on and sat down, looking round the car park before leaning back and daydreaming, thinking about another time, when I was happy, a child.
"are you alright?" someone asked and I blinked a few times, realising that two men were stood in front of me. That was when I realized that I was shaking from the cold and my MP3 had died sometime while I was lost in memories.
"yeah, I'm fine." I said mustering up a fake smile to go along with the friendly voice I put on. This was ruined when a tear traced a pattern down my cheek. I laughed quietly and whipped it away. Then I took out my headphones and set them down on the bench next to me. With the most crummy timing ever my stomach choose then to rumble loudly, loud enough for the men in front of me to hear. One gave me a worried look.
"im sam, this is dean." said the one who had looked sympathetic and I smiled.
"abbie." I said, holding out a hand for them to shake, which sam did happily. His hand was huge, engulfing mine completely. It was also very warm, compared to my freezing hand.
"where are you staying?" he asked, letting me go.
"number 6." I told him, indicating the door on my right.
"hey, we'll be neighbours!" he said in a voice that was a little to bright.
"I might see you around then. Goodbye." I said to both of them before getting my MP3 from next to me a going to my room.
Hey to anyone who is reading this. Please pm me or review as I don't know exactly what is going to happen next.
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Oh, and I really need a beta, to.