"Harsh Wake Up Call"
I felt someone pulling on my arm. Then something that tasted awful was suddenly in my mouth. I started coughing. I sat up and opened my eyes, but couldn't stop coughing. I saw my dad standing in front of me with a flask in his left hand his right hand was holding my right arm. Caleb was moving around still asleep on the chair.
"Shawna Lillian West," my dad practically yelled. There were lines under his eyes, so I could tell he didn't get any sleep last night-if he did sleep at all- and he was still drunk. "I go into your room this morning and you weren't there then I came out here and see you asleep with him."
"Calm down dad. It's just Caleb." I whispered so I wouldn't wake him. When I said that my dad just got angrier that I talked back. So he grabbed Caleb's arm and threw him on the grass.
"Caleb!" I shrieked
"What the hell!" Caleb yelled. "What's going on?!" My dad grabbed my arm squeezing it tight.
"So Caleb, what brings you hereon this fine morning?" What's wrong with him? My dad knows Caleb. He knows he's my best friend. Can him being drunk really make him forget?
"Dad, your drunk. Just go inside!" I told him. My dad looked at me then back to Caleb.
" Caleb go home. I need some time to talk with my daughter." my dad squeezed my arm even tighter. I took a deep breath and tried to pry my dad's hand away from my arm. Caleb saw I was in pain but I spoke before he had a chance to say anything.
"Caleb, listen to him." He listened to me and got up. He walked toward the woods and went through. His house is lays right through the woods and down the street. After Caleb was gone, my dad pulled me into the house. I have to admit, I was scared. My dad was being different this time. Usually he just sits in his study and drinks but today it was worse he had no idea what he was doing. He Didn't know he was hurting me. He Didn't know how much he was scaring me. He didn't know what was doing!
"Shawna, my dear, dear Shawna," he said slowly, calmly. "what did you tell him?!" he was yelling now.
" nothing!" I reassured him "I swear!" That did it. He raised his arm and prepared myself. He hit me across the face with the back of his hand. I screamed with agony , he was wearing his wedding band along with another ring. After that he left me there. The side of my face throbbing in pain.
I just sat there not moving. So finally I got up and walked into the kitchen and got an advil from the cabinet. Then walked to my room, to see if there was a mark on my face. Thankfully there wasn't it was just red, and a small black and blue mark by the side of my eye from where his ring hit.
My phone started ringing, in my pocket. I took it out as fast as i could so my dad wouldn't hear. It was Caleb.
"Hello?" I said quietly.
"Oh thank god! Shawna are you O.K? I heard you scream!" He was frantic. I didn't know what to say. Tell him what my dad did so I wouldn't get him more worried? Not tell him and lie to my best friend? That's when my decision was made for me. "Shawna! Shawna! Who are you talking to?" I heard my dad yell from the hallway. " I heard your phone ring! Who are you talking too!" I have to lie to my best friend.
" Caleb I have to go!" I said into the phone.
"Shawna what's going on?!" he was almost as scared as I was.
"I have to go!" I started crying, making it hard to talk. "don't…….call me …..anymore". I knew he was about to protest so I just closed the phone. I couldn't get him anymore involved than he already was.
"Shawna who are you talking to?!" now he was right outside the my door now. I deliberated whether to open my door or not. He was banging on it by now so I threw my phone onto my desk and opened the door. He was standing right there, the angriest I've ever seen him.
"I wasn't talking to anyone." my voice was almost a whisper. He grabbed my arm and pushed me toward my desk where my cell phone was lying.
"Pass it to me!" he yelled in my ear. I did as he said and handed him my phone. He took it in one hand then released my arm -which now had a black and blue from the force- and used it to break my phone in two pieces. He was getting even angrier with every breath he took.
I started walking backward toward my bed, and he followed slowly. he leaned down and whispered in my ear. "You are never to talk to Caleb, or his family again. And you are to tell no one about your mother. Do you understand me?" I just stood there frozen. So I just nodded my head, unable to trust my words. I didn't know what he was going to do next. But he pulled back and said in a calm voice "I can't trust you." I closed my eyes bracing myself for what he was going to do. It suddenly felt like a baseball hit my eye, and my head was aching like it had been cracked open. Then everything went black.
