"Tsukasa you need to get up now."
Stupid voice couldn't it tell I was sleeping, I didn't want to wake up, anyway my head was on something soft so it would stay there. I moaned and pushed my face deeper into the soft thing that was somehow giving of warmth.
Suddenly it moved and I felt someone try to get me onto my feet.
"Come on Tsukasa you have to get home it's getting late."
What was that voice talking about why wasn't I home, and most importantly where was that soft thing? Besides if it was late then I was doing exactly what I should be doing, sleeping. The person who was holding me up who I assumed was the person that was talking started shaking me lightly.
I opened one eye slowly, the voice was right it was dark out. I looked to my side and saw a person but for a second couldn't put a name to the face. This was someone important to me, someone I cared for, who was it?
TECH!!! What was he doing here I had gone out with him at eleven o'clock it was well passed seven judging by the darkness in the sky.
Oh my god I had fallen asleep. I needed to get back I had to go.
Suddenly I shot up straight and began running not even looking behind me as I shouted out goodbye.
My legs seemed to be going to slow and every traffic light seemed to be against me as I ran home. What if he was home? What if he noticed me coming in? Even worse what if he noticed I was gone before I even got there? What would I tell him?
My legs started to hurt as I tried to squeeze even an ounce more speed out of them. My lungs were tight in fear even as I gasped for air to keep my muscles going.
I finally made it in front of my house and stopped looking to see if the car was in the driveway as I tried to catch my breath.
It was there. Damn.
I stood leaning against my door and catching my breath. I would have to be as quite as possible when going inside and that meant my breathing to. Finally my breaths were even though my heart was now pounding loudly in my ears
I stepped up to the door and finding it locked got out my key setting it in the lock and then slowly turning it trying to be as quite as possible. I opened the door slowly every creek amplified inside my head. Closing the door behind me I almost sprinted to my room only to be stopped by a solid body that reeked of alcohol.
He reached out and slapped me making me fall back.
"You were out there weren't you!" he said stumbling forward. He reached down and grabbed me pulling me on to my feet roughly only to throw me into a wall. "You were out there, you aren't supposed to go out there. Not sept for school, I'll be damned if you don't go to school again. I already waste enough money on you!"
I shrank against the wall ignoring the pain that shot through my back.
He stepped towards me and then kicked me repeatedly in the side.
I could feel as a rib broke from the contact.
He stopped kicking after a while and I heard footsteps followed by the closing of a door. He was gone.
I picked myself up rigged from the pain in my side and brought myself into the bathroom were I did my best to clean my self up before going to my room and giving in to the blackness that promised excape from the pain I felt.
Stupid voice couldn't it tell I was sleeping, I didn't want to wake up, anyway my head was on something soft so it would stay there. I moaned and pushed my face deeper into the soft thing that was somehow giving of warmth.
Suddenly it moved and I felt someone try to get me onto my feet.
"Come on Tsukasa you have to get home it's getting late."
What was that voice talking about why wasn't I home, and most importantly where was that soft thing? Besides if it was late then I was doing exactly what I should be doing, sleeping. The person who was holding me up who I assumed was the person that was talking started shaking me lightly.
I opened one eye slowly, the voice was right it was dark out. I looked to my side and saw a person but for a second couldn't put a name to the face. This was someone important to me, someone I cared for, who was it?
TECH!!! What was he doing here I had gone out with him at eleven o'clock it was well passed seven judging by the darkness in the sky.
Oh my god I had fallen asleep. I needed to get back I had to go.
Suddenly I shot up straight and began running not even looking behind me as I shouted out goodbye.
My legs seemed to be going to slow and every traffic light seemed to be against me as I ran home. What if he was home? What if he noticed me coming in? Even worse what if he noticed I was gone before I even got there? What would I tell him?
My legs started to hurt as I tried to squeeze even an ounce more speed out of them. My lungs were tight in fear even as I gasped for air to keep my muscles going.
I finally made it in front of my house and stopped looking to see if the car was in the driveway as I tried to catch my breath.
It was there. Damn.
I stood leaning against my door and catching my breath. I would have to be as quite as possible when going inside and that meant my breathing to. Finally my breaths were even though my heart was now pounding loudly in my ears
I stepped up to the door and finding it locked got out my key setting it in the lock and then slowly turning it trying to be as quite as possible. I opened the door slowly every creek amplified inside my head. Closing the door behind me I almost sprinted to my room only to be stopped by a solid body that reeked of alcohol.
He reached out and slapped me making me fall back.
"You were out there weren't you!" he said stumbling forward. He reached down and grabbed me pulling me on to my feet roughly only to throw me into a wall. "You were out there, you aren't supposed to go out there. Not sept for school, I'll be damned if you don't go to school again. I already waste enough money on you!"
I shrank against the wall ignoring the pain that shot through my back.
He stepped towards me and then kicked me repeatedly in the side.
I could feel as a rib broke from the contact.
He stopped kicking after a while and I heard footsteps followed by the closing of a door. He was gone.
I picked myself up rigged from the pain in my side and brought myself into the bathroom were I did my best to clean my self up before going to my room and giving in to the blackness that promised excape from the pain I felt.