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boom box from the wall and threw it through the front window.
Party over.
“What the hell happened?” Chrystal rushed to her side as she shook and began to panic “We are in so much trouble.”
“Yeah,” she agreed. “Get everyone out of here, and I’ll deal with Dad in a minute.”
“We’ll do it together.” Her sister gave her hand a quick squeeze and dragged her to the couch. “I’ll be back in a sec…”
Christian was going to go ballistic over the damage to the window, and they’d be the ones who had to deal with his wrath.
“Okay, let’s do this,” Chrystal said as soon as everyone was out. They had to make the dreaded call, but there was no answer.
“Hi, you’ve reached Paige. Leave a message at the beep.” Beeep!
“Dad, I know you’re going to want to come home as soon as you hear this,” Holly started. “Someone just broke the front window and we’re freaking out,” Chrystal picked up another receiver and jumped in. “Call us when you get this message, okay?” They’d decided that Christian might not be so mad if they convinced him the window had been broken in some sort of freak accident. No matter what happened, though, the truth would stay with them.
Cole was an ass, and hopefully that would be the last of him.
***
They fell asleep on the couch together and woke up around dawn to the sound of a door slamming and their father yelling.
“What the hell is going on here?” With Christian’s dramatic entrance into the house, Holly already knew to expect the worst. “I leave you two here thinking I can trust you enough to take care of things, and I come home to this. Look, look at it!”
He came over, gripped both of them by the collar, and dragged them to the broken window. After shaking them he knocked them to the floor. “Do you realize I’ll have to pay for this now? What the fuck happened? And so help me, it’d better be the truth.”
“I-I don’t know,” Holly lied. “We were in the living room and somebody just broke the window.”
“Bullshit!” Christian seethed.
“It’s true,” Chrystal cried. “It freaked us out. With the window broken, you never know if someone will break in during the night with easy access like that, and we were by ourselves. Why do you think we called you right away?”
“You’re fucking lying!” Their dad turned and punched a big hole in the wall.
Way to make the situation better, Dad, good one!
As tempted as she was to let him know he was just adding to the bill his landlord would send him, Holly kept her mouth shut and flinched with every blow to the wall instead. She’d been afraid of him for most of her life, and he was intimidating as hell when he got like this. His freak out continued, and they ducked every time he threw something their way. Anything he could get his hands on, including the phone, remotes, the ashtrays, and a few pictures on the walls. It was like watching a two-year-old throwing a tantrum, only 1,000 percent worse. After a thick glass ash tray hit her in the arm and Chrystal narrowly dodged the phone thrown at her head, Holly tried to fight back her fear.
“Stop it!” she cried. “Please…” But her cries fell on deaf ears.
They crab crawled backward toward the front door to escape, and he stalked after them. If looks could kill, we would have been dead a long time ago.
“Calm down, Dad, we didn’t break the window, someone else did,” Chrystal pleaded.
A knock sounded at the door and turned into pounding, distracting him.
“Who the fuck is it?” he growled. They moved out of the way and stood holding each other while he threw open the door.
“Is everything all right?” The pudgy man outside looked past him at the girls who stood there crying.
“We’re fine, what’s it to you?” Their dad’s fists tightened as he glared at the guy, trying to intimidate him. It didn’t take much. Christian had always been a bully.
“Well, there’s an awful lot of screaming and
Party over.
“What the hell happened?” Chrystal rushed to her side as she shook and began to panic “We are in so much trouble.”
“Yeah,” she agreed. “Get everyone out of here, and I’ll deal with Dad in a minute.”
“We’ll do it together.” Her sister gave her hand a quick squeeze and dragged her to the couch. “I’ll be back in a sec…”
Christian was going to go ballistic over the damage to the window, and they’d be the ones who had to deal with his wrath.
“Okay, let’s do this,” Chrystal said as soon as everyone was out. They had to make the dreaded call, but there was no answer.
“Hi, you’ve reached Paige. Leave a message at the beep.” Beeep!
“Dad, I know you’re going to want to come home as soon as you hear this,” Holly started. “Someone just broke the front window and we’re freaking out,” Chrystal picked up another receiver and jumped in. “Call us when you get this message, okay?” They’d decided that Christian might not be so mad if they convinced him the window had been broken in some sort of freak accident. No matter what happened, though, the truth would stay with them.
Cole was an ass, and hopefully that would be the last of him.
***
They fell asleep on the couch together and woke up around dawn to the sound of a door slamming and their father yelling.
“What the hell is going on here?” With Christian’s dramatic entrance into the house, Holly already knew to expect the worst. “I leave you two here thinking I can trust you enough to take care of things, and I come home to this. Look, look at it!”
He came over, gripped both of them by the collar, and dragged them to the broken window. After shaking them he knocked them to the floor. “Do you realize I’ll have to pay for this now? What the fuck happened? And so help me, it’d better be the truth.”
“I-I don’t know,” Holly lied. “We were in the living room and somebody just broke the window.”
“Bullshit!” Christian seethed.
“It’s true,” Chrystal cried. “It freaked us out. With the window broken, you never know if someone will break in during the night with easy access like that, and we were by ourselves. Why do you think we called you right away?”
“You’re fucking lying!” Their dad turned and punched a big hole in the wall.
Way to make the situation better, Dad, good one!
As tempted as she was to let him know he was just adding to the bill his landlord would send him, Holly kept her mouth shut and flinched with every blow to the wall instead. She’d been afraid of him for most of her life, and he was intimidating as hell when he got like this. His freak out continued, and they ducked every time he threw something their way. Anything he could get his hands on, including the phone, remotes, the ashtrays, and a few pictures on the walls. It was like watching a two-year-old throwing a tantrum, only 1,000 percent worse. After a thick glass ash tray hit her in the arm and Chrystal narrowly dodged the phone thrown at her head, Holly tried to fight back her fear.
“Stop it!” she cried. “Please…” But her cries fell on deaf ears.
They crab crawled backward toward the front door to escape, and he stalked after them. If looks could kill, we would have been dead a long time ago.
“Calm down, Dad, we didn’t break the window, someone else did,” Chrystal pleaded.
A knock sounded at the door and turned into pounding, distracting him.
“Who the fuck is it?” he growled. They moved out of the way and stood holding each other while he threw open the door.
“Is everything all right?” The pudgy man outside looked past him at the girls who stood there crying.
“We’re fine, what’s it to you?” Their dad’s fists tightened as he glared at the guy, trying to intimidate him. It didn’t take much. Christian had always been a bully.
“Well, there’s an awful lot of screaming and
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