Sorry it took me so long i had to work full time all summer and then school started, but here you go hope you like it.
"So you think that your friends are going to show?" My dad asked me, he was standing in front of me with a knife that was now colored with my blood. All I did was look at him with hatred because that was all he deserved from me. "Oh now son I thought that you had learned the lesson about answering me when I asked you something, was all he said before he embedding the knife in my left arm.
"Are you sure about this Ben?" Abigail asked her husband when they were in front of the apartment were Riley lived.
"He's my best friend of course I sure of this, now remember if I am not out in thirty minutes you know what to do." She nodded and then kissed her husband like if it was the last time that they would ever see each other.
"Be careful and bring Riley back." And with Ben was walking to the door and as Abigail was driving away. Ben ran up the stairs scared of what he would find. When he had heard Riley being slapped on the phone that had felt like a punch in the gusts, and he really happened that nothing worst had happened.
When he was on the floor that Riley and this other old woman lived on he stopped to see if he could hear anything, when he didn't he walked to the door and tried to open it. The door was unlocked.
My dad had left me there bleeding on the chair for what he called a lunch break. It was amazing how much hate you could have against one person and yet you love them so much. I had been trying to remember a time where my dad had not been abusive when I saw the door opening. At first I saw no one and then I saw that it was the tall and figure of my best friend. I shook my head at him wanting him to leave now because I was afraid of what might happen when my dad would realize that he was there, but he didn't listen and ran to me.
"Oh god what did he do to you?" He whispered looking up and down my body trying not to touch me where I was hurt or bleeding.
"Ben you have to go now because if he sees you he . . ." I never finished my sentence because someone else did.
"I might hurt you." My dad's voice said form behind me
"What do you want form me?" Ben asked stranding up but not before giving me a reassuring pat on the leg.
"Well I don't want anything form you but it looks like you want something I have." He said pointing at me.
"Well can I get him back?" Ben asked stupidly.
"No I think that I will keep him." Seemingly that was not the answer that Ben wanted because he was getting redder and redder in the face. "By the way where were we?" He asked me and then smiled. "Oh ya I remember." He said hitting me in the face. Apparently Ben didn't like that because he charged at him and now they were rolling on the ground hitting each other. The fighting had been going on for a while and neither of them were really wining. When I heard the unmistakable sound of police cars getting closer.
"You called them?" My dad yelled in anger hitting Ben in he face.
"No I didn't but someone I know did." Ben said hitting him with his fist right in the nose. I could heard people running up the stair but it seemed like my dad did too so he pushed Ben off him and ran to one of the bags that he had brought and took out something that looked way to much like a gun. Just as the door was open there was only one shoot that was heard through the whole apartment building.