#Chapter8

The door slammed.

I could hear him enter the house.

'Please be sober. Please be sober." I silently prayed.

The sound of stumbling footsteps and slurred muttering ensued.

"Angelica you bitch! Get down here!" His voice bellowed.

My heart sank.

"Don't make me come up there!" He bellowed.

I swallowed down the dread I was feeling and squared my shoulders. My chest rose as I took in a deep breath. My legs felt like jelly as I finally made my way downstairs.

"I'm here." I forced my voice to sound even.

His lips turned up into a sneer as his eyes landed on me. I eyed the glass of...