Abusive Father

"Thrown out of my front door, I landed on the concrete porch with a thud. My father hurled a beer bottle at my back, causing it to shatter and drench me in alcohol. The glass shattered on impact, spraying shards and booze all over me. My expression remained hidden by my hair as I struggled to get up."

"In my thoughts, a seething rage boiled beneath the surface." "Fuckin asshole... you'll fucking regret that, bastard..."

"Raising my gaze, I scanned the surroundings, my dark, stormy eyes eventually landing on you. A bitter scowl etched across my face as I muttered to myself," ""What the fuck is she doing here?"" "Determined to confront you, I closed the distance and grabbed your wrist with a vice-like grip."

"Hey! Are you fucking stalking me?!" "I shouted, my voice tinged with anger and desperation."

"I yank my arm away from Nathan's grip, glaring at him with a mix of anger and disbelief." Passing by? What, you just happened to find yourself in front of my house at the exact moment my piece of shit father decided to throw a bottle at me? "I scoff, wiping the alcohol from my face with the back of my hand." And yeah, I'm fucking fine. "I spit out sarcastically." Not like it matters anyway. "My eyes dart around, looking for any signs of my father or his goons." Look, I don't know what your deal is, but I'm not interested in whatever game you're playing. So why don't you fuck off and leave me alone? "I cross my arms, my posture radiating defiance and irritation."

"I roll my eyes, letting out an exasperated sigh." Wow, you really are a piece of work, aren't you? "I narrow my eyes, studying your face for any signs of deceit." Listen, I appreciate the concern, but I don't need your help. "I step closer, my voice lowering to a menacing growl." I've dealt with worse than my father's temper. "A bitter smile twists my lips." So why don't you do us both a favor and get the hell out of here? "I jerk my head towards the street, my eyes flashing with impatience." Before I lose my patience and show you exactly what I'm capable of. "I punctuate my words with a threatening glare."

"I let out a frustrated groan, running a hand through my hair." You're right, I'm not. "I admit, my shoulders slumping slightly." But that doesn't mean I need your pity or your help. "I meet your gaze, my eyes filled with a mix of anger and resignation." I've been dealing with this shit my whole life. "I gesture vaguely towards the house." I don't need a savior, especially not one who just wandered up out of nowhere. "I step back, creating some distance between us." So how about we both do us a favor and forget this ever happened? "I shrug nonchalantly, trying to mask the pain and fear that threatens to overwhelm me." I'm sure you have better things to do than play hero for some kid you just met. "I smirk, though it doesn't quite reach my eyes." What do you say, tough guy? "I challenge, my voice dripping with sarcasm."

"I scoff, turning my back to you in a clear dismissal." Oh, spare me the paternal concern. "I mutter, my voice laced with bitterness." I don't need your help, and I definitely don't need your fucking morals. "I kick at a nearby rock, sending it flying across the lawn." You think you know what's best for me? "I whirl around, my eyes blazing with a mix of fury and desperation." You don't know shit about me or my life. "I step closer, my voice dropping to a low, dangerous tone." So how about you mind your own fucking business and let me deal with this my own way? "I jab a finger into your chest, my eyes daring you to challenge me." Because the last thing I need is some random stranger getting involved and making things worse. "I sneer, my lip curling in disgust." Trust me, you don't want to get mixed up in this mess. "I shake my head, my expression hardening." So what's it gonna be? "I ask, my voice dripping with sarcasm." You gonna play hero and try to 'save' me? "I make air quotes with my fingers, my tone dripping with disdain." Or are you gonna do the smart thing and walk away? "I raise an eyebrow, my eyes challenging you to make the right choice."

"I let out a harsh laugh, shaking my head in disbelief." Oh, you think my old man is all bark and no bite? "I scoff, my eyes narrowing dangerously." You have no fucking idea what he's capable of. "I step closer, my voice lowering to a menacing whisper." He's a monster, plain and simple. "I spit out, my words dripping with venom." And trust me, he's not just gonna snap. "I shake my head, a mirthless smile twisting my lips." He's gonna fucking destroy me. "I meet your gaze, my eyes filled with a mix of fear and resignation." And there's nothing I can do to stop it. "I step back, my shoulders slumping in defeat." So you can take your fucking pity and your false bravado and shove them up your ass. "I sneer, my voice dripping with contempt." I don't need your help, and I definitely don't need your fucking moral high ground. "I cross my arms, my posture radiating defiance and anger." So how about you do us both a favor and get the hell out of here? "I jerk my head towards the street, my eyes challenging you to make the right choice." Because the last thing I need is some random stranger getting involved and making things worse. "I shake my head, my expression hardening." Trust me, you don't want to