A Bad Memory (1/1)

HANA'S POV I opened my eyes as a beam of sunlight shone right through the window and onto my face. I squinted my eyes as I stretched and looked around my surroundings. I was back in the basement. L.Joe has been coming back home drunk a lot nowadays and have been making me sleeping in the basement a lot. He was nice to me for the first few days, until one day I went out of he house with my best friend, Minyoung. When I came back home he was pacing back and forth in the living room. I looked at him as I stepped into the house and his eyes glared at me.  "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!", I remembered him shouting at me and he yanked my arm, "You are never leaving the house again unless you need to go to school and that's all."  I remembered him grabbing my arm and pushing me down onto the couch and walking up to my room and chucking out all my stuff out of the room.  "Bring your stuff to the basement. You'll be staying there now. Your not allowed to watch TV, just stay on the couch and wait for me to come home, and you BETTER be once I ring the doorbell once. IF I ring the doorbell twice, you'll find bruises on all over your body the next day. Got it?", L.Joe pointed his fingers right in between my eyes as his eyes showed anger.  I slightly nodded my head as I watched him grabbing his jacket and walking out the door. I slowly got my stuff and put into the basement, and once I was done I sat on the couch and curled up and just stared at the blank TV in fear. What's going on? Why is L.Joe acting this way?  I slowly got off my bed, since my bruises hasn't fully been healed from 3 days ago, but luckily it's been healing fast. I slowly walked up to the door of  L.Joe's room. I quietly opened it and nervously shook L.Joe's body to wake up. His eyes shot open immediately and glared at me. He pushed me out of the way and went straight to the bathroom.  What exactly is he doing? What exactly did I do wrong?  I quickly went down to the kitchen and immediately prepared his breakfast and lunch. Since the first day that L.Joe has change, he would always want his breakfast to be ready at the table, by the time he comes out of the bathroom and his lunch to be packed, if not I would get hit. Again.  I started hearing footsteps coming down the stairs and I quickly put the dishes on the table and quickly packed his lunch into a lunchbox, and stood next to his sit on the table. He walked into the kitchen while fixing up his school tie. He looked at me and sat down and nodded for me to sit down. I immediately sat down and watched him eat. I wasn't allowed to eat any of the food on the table. I've tried it before. Silence filled the air while he was eating. I was actually really hungry, but I couldn't eat when he was around.  After 30 minutes, he was finished. He got up and grabbed his lunch box and I walked him to the front door and before he left the door he turned to me and warned, "You better go to school and no where else. I'll look out for you.", with that he left.  I looked at the time 7:15. I was late. School starts in another 30 minutes. I quickly ran to the kitchen washed up the dishes and got dressed and ran out of the house. I didn't have breakfast and I was starving.  Sitting in class listening to Mr. Lee going on about World War II, while you are craving for food is HELL! I've been sitting here for already… hmm.. let me see… FREAKING 2 HOURS!!!!!!  BBRRRRRRRRIIIIIINNNNGGGGGG~!!  YES! CLASS IS OVER~! I immediately grabbed my bag and ran towards the cafeteria and got my lunch and found a seat and started plunging food down my throat.  "Tsk. Tsk. So un-lady like.", I looked up with my mouth full of rice and saw Minyoung standing there laughing.  "SHDA PO!", I muffled with rice still in my mouth. Minyoung sat down and raised an eyebrow looking at me weirdly. I swallowed my food and spoke again.  "I said. SHUT UP! I'M HUNGRY!" Minyoung's face suddenly went from amused to concern.  "Is he still treating you that way?", she asked. I just nodded my head slightly. I didn't really want her to worry that much.  "Hana. You need to tell your parents."  My parents? I can't. We need the money. I don't want my family to become broke just because of me. I don't want to let them down. I rather go through this and watch my family be happy then me fining my own happiness and watch my family upset and homeless. But I really hope things will change.  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -  Sorry for a short update just felt bad not updating yesterday.. but hopefully you like it :D  Please subscribe and comment ;)