After school I came home.
Darkness roomed the halls and the air were thick, and I almost got drunk by breathing.
He had been drinking all day.
“Cynthia”
His voice sent chills down my spine.
I froze in my place.
“y-yes f-father?”
I didn’t look for him, I didn’t want to see him.
If our eyes met, he would have had his hands on me right there.
“Where have you been?”
He didn’t know what time, it was. Didn’t even know what planet he was on.
“a-at school father”
My voice tried to be confident, but it was shaky and soft.
“I know about your little boyfriend”
My heart sank.
How did he know?
Who would’ve told him?
“Is it true?”
I was surprised. He sounded hurt.
“n-no father”
I was whispering. My mother always told me that I shouldn’t lie.
“YOU’RE LYING”
He stood up and within se
