I woke up to a screaming mother who just wanted the phone that was locked inside my room with me, at 11 AM. I wasn't ready to wake up for the day but I did anyway. So, I got up and unlocked the door, handed her the phone, shut the door, locked it, and tried to go back to sleep. I lay there thinking about why the fuck she would need the phone so bad...

I couldn't sleep.

I got up and went downstairs to find out my stepfather has gone missing. hmmmmm... I wonder where he could be... Now, my mother had loaned me $20 for hairdye ,and I was to pay her back the next day when I got paid. I did get paid... and the money went to my stepfather who was supposed to give the money to her, but she never got it. ANYWAYS... my stepfather decided not only to not give the money I owed my mother to her, but to also get $20 more off of her.

Sooo, my mother called his cellphone MANYMANYMANY times and he never answered his phone. About an hour later, he decided to call and say he was getting his "hair cut" which is quite stupid on his part to say, cuz my mother went to ever place that could possibly cut his greasy hair in town and even a bit out of town. Now her plan was to go track him down and bitch him out in front of a HUGE group of people and make an ass out of him.

Well as usual things didn't work out as planned.

He wasn't anywhere he said he was. She was everywhere he said he was. She came home after a long half an hour of trying to sniff him out. She was (for lack of a better word) pissed. My stepfather came home (drunk off his fucking ass) and beat the shit out of her. He punched her in the back of the head, in the face, and kicked her in the ribs.

I had no idea what was going on, because I was hanging out with my friend Anger. We were walking around town and when we decided we'd had enough of the heat and when we'd heard enough words of gay hate (towards me) we went back to my mother's house. When we got there my mom was laying on the couch with my nephew. She told me everything that happened when we were gone and I told her "Call the cops now." and she said that she didn't want to because she was planning on waiting till he became sober and was going to talk to him about going their seprate ways and leaving him. I told her that I had no sympathy for her if she wasn't willing to stand up for herself and fight back against the monster he has become.

Now while I was (half) angry talking to my mother, Anger got a text message from our friend from school. She wanted to go and see her, and so did I. So, I finished talking ot my mom , and on the way we saw my stepfather and he walked toward us. I said "get the fuck away from me your fucking drunken loser" and I also said some other comments about him being an alcoholic. He said something like "come over here and say something to my face!" I just walked away. It didn't seem worth it. Not that I thought I could 'kick his ass' cuz I'm not trying to fool anyone, I'm fucking weak. hahaha.

But anyway, we hang out with our friend for a few short minutes and go back to my moms. She is laying on the couch and he is passed out drunk on the chair. I SLAMMED the door. He didn't move. Me and Anger went upstars and I decided that I should dye my hair. So, we went into the bathroom with my Ipod and some speaker thing so we could listen to music. I shut the door and opened the window so the fumes wouldn't go in the house (cuz of my nephew). So, I put the hairdye in. I'm talking to Anger, and I hear a faint yelling noise from downstairs (the music was loud). I turned down the music and I heard crying, and screaming. I unlock the bathroom door, run over to the stairs, scared as fuck to see what he was fucking doing now. Turns out, he didn't do anymore then he did earlier (which is more then he should have ever fucking done). Anyway, I'm running down the stairs and their right at the bottom of the stairs in the doorway and he has his fist up and is ready to hit her again. I grabbed the first thing I saw which was a lantern made of wood with a fake candel inside of a glass jar. I heald this above my head, and wanted to bash his fucking brains out, but I didn't have time to do anything...He grabs the lantern out of my hand, and backs me into a corner with it now above his head and says: "You wanna act like a fucking man? IF YOUR GOING TO ACT LIKE A FUCKING MAN I'M GONNA TREAT YOU LIKE A FUCKING MAN?!". My mom is in a place in which I don't know. I'm scared as hell that he's going to kill me. Literally. So, I just stand in this corner, fucking helpless. The next thing I know, the world isn't there anymore. I can hear a loud banging noise inside my head and I can't see anything. I opened my eyes and my hands were covering my head. Did I put those there? I see him punching me, I hear him punching me, but I don't feel a thing. Nothing. I feel like I'm fucking dead. I feel NOTHING. It is such a nice place to be, in that state of your body hurting so bad, that your nothing but a pile of fucking skin, and bones.

He walks back into the doorway where my mom had dissipeared to and I'm just standing there with a 'did that just happen' look on my face. I feel nothing still and its the funniest thing I've ever felt. I acually laugh, but I stop when I hear my mom slapping and punching the shit out of him saying "You don't EVER fucking touch my son, EVER!" and I walk upstairs. Anger pops out of my room. And asks if I'm ok. I say "I sure am, My head is just burning..." I feel something strange dripping down my neck. Hairdye? I tell her to look, she moves my hair and all she can say is "ooh my god". She runs into my room, gets my camera is snaps a picture, and asks if I wanna see it. I say "no, my head is burning like fuck... is it bad?" she nods with tears in her eyes. I walk into the bathroom and put my head under the shower. Black comes out. Then I look closer and tons of blood is pouring from my head. I giggle a little. (I think I might have gone a bit crazy from this whole episode).

Ooh yeah, my mom got the phone sometime between the time my stepfather has started beating me with blunt objects and the time I walked upstairs. She called the cops.

Well I'm washing my hairdye out, and its burning like hell but I'm still laughing. I think mabey I was laughing because I knew he was fucked. So, I get Anger to get me a towel and I put it on my head. Laugh the whole way down the stairs. Perhaps I'm a little crazy. Not alot, but a little crazy...

The cops come and my stepfather decides to try and tell them me and my mom tried to gang up on him and beat the shit out of him. He also tried to say he and my mother were fighting because she wanted 'crack money'. HA!!!! Like seriously!? He couldn't come up with anything better then that?

Anyway, the cops took my stepfather away to jail. He dosn't have the money to post bail. So he's stuck in jail at least until next Wensday. This is when we have our court date.

This isn't all yet, he somehow snuck his cellphone into the jail, and called my mom to try and get her to post his bail and get him out... Ooh my fucking god! REALLY!? ha. She obv. said something like "fuck your BLAH"...

Its been a rough day.