Drunk
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Ray's POV
I came back from school in a hurry. I did not want to talk to anyone today. Patty and Jules follow me around as if I were their protection from falling down the social ladder. They usually bother me, but at least I have someone to talk to other than Scott.
The only reason why I ever talked to Scott is to get away from Patty and Jules when I needed to. But Scott is gone now. He went off to the world of Lemonheads. My band is done now because of him, and I am the one who has to deal with it.
I opened the squeaky door to my apartment, slightly sweaty. I heard the door crash behind me as I headed upstairs. But I stopped. Right in the middle of the apartment was a man. A man with blonde hair and eyes so black they looked like black holes. I didn't know what to do. The man looked at me with a look that told me he was drunk.
I did the obvious and asked, "Who the hell are you?" The man looked at me, clearly confused. "What do you mean who the hell are you?" I looked at him with questions filled in my eyes. "Wait. You're my dad. Aren't you?" The man sighed and fell onto the beaten up couch. "Yes.", he said. Who the hell does he think he is? "Well I'm sorry, but I don't have any money reserved for you. Did you really think you could just waltz in here and ask me for money after you left me? Forget it. Get outta here." I said pushing him to the door. He growled and punched my stomach. He pushed me into the wall, face first, giving me a nose bleed.
"Do I need to ask you again?" he said. Oh my gosh. This drunk dude is crushing my face. "Nope" was all I said. He smiled and said, "Good." I can't believe my dad just did that.