Don't Wanna Fall In Love -A Joey Story-, chapter 4

I went down the steps, and walked into the kitchen, to grab myself a glass of milk. The PSAT...damn...oh well. Like I told my self earlier that I was going to drop out. I walked over to the couch, and glanced at the sliver digital clock. The red numbers glowed at me. The time was only ten o'clock. I was only laying there with Jakob for a couple hours.
I picked up the remote, and clicked the POWER button. The TV light shown through the windows, and burned my eyes for a while. My eyes adjusted, and I saw the MTV logo. I turned up the volume, to make sure that I could hear it, and the next music video came on. No fucking way. It was Green Day. I couldn't stand them any more.
I couldn't stand Lizi anymore. As much as I loved my dad and Lizi, I couldn't stand them. I loved Lizi, yes I loved her. As much as I always denied it, I loved her. I loved my dad. It's because of Green Day that he's leaving. He's going to leave me, AND Green Day was one of the reasons mom left us. I hated him.
I flipped the channels to Adult Swim, to watch some Futurama. Lila popped up, begging Fry not to come near her. I thought about it in detail. What was I saying. I loved Lizi, and I just hit her. Well mom did it when she was mad, but I never forgot it. Did that mean Lizi would never forget that I slapped her?
I was so selfish. I slapped her. I was being like my mom. I ran up the stairs, to see if Lizi was okay. I stopped myself and remembered that her and Jamie had told me to stay out of her room. I went back down the steps, and chugged the rest of my milk down.
I curled up on the couch, and stared at the TV. I wasn't going to sleep until dad was coming back. I picked up the remote once more, and flipped through the stations one more time. Nothing was ever on.
I heard the door slowly creak open, and a deep sigh entered the room. Dad was home. I sat up, and looked at him. His hair was a mess, his shirt was ripped, and his coat was hanging off one of his shoulders. He threw it near the steps. He stumbled over to me, and sat next to me.
He put his arm around me, and burped. His breath was putrid.
Then, he spoke. His breath was filled with the scent of vodka and rum. Too much of it.
I couldn't understand what he was saying, his breath was all that was coming out.
He got up, and slowly, and wavingly, walked up the steps. I knew he was going to fall, so I turned off the television.
I set my head down, and my eyes fluttered closed, and all I heard was.
"OH SHIT!"
I didn't even want to know what was going on. All I knew was my life sucked at the moment. I really wanted to see my mom walk in and beg forgivness to us. Yet I never wanted to see her again. Of course There was that little spot in me that was filled with hope I could live with my dad. I loved him...and hated him.
Is that what mom felt like?
Or Dad?
I sat there thinking about it for awhile. What the heck?! If Lizi and I ACTUALLY got together like my many dreams told me, we'd be like my parents. This sucks.
I heard my dad walk up the steps, and burp one more time, before he turned on his bedroom light then, immediantly shut it off again, slamming the door shut.
He was flat ass drunk.
I lifted my head up again, to try to find something on TV, when I heard the creaking of the steps.
I looked over, and there was Lizi, coming right at me. She smiled, and sat down next to me.
"What do you want?" I said. No I didn't say anything. I yelled.
"I wanted to apologize." She sniffled a bit.
She reminded me of the dumbasss hopeless dogs on the Animal Planet channel.
"Apology accepted." I stared at the TV not blinking. I didn't know if tears were coming because of the light, my dad, or Lizi.
She stood up, and looked at me straight forward. She sat down on top of my lap, and kissed me softly. Her arms wrapped around my neck. Her hand reached down my...
I shivered, and my eyes opened from the bright sunlight.
"It was just a dream!" I sighed. "But what was real? Where is dad? Lizi? Jakob?"
I stood up, and yelled all their names. No response.