[RedRose4]

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Topher stood in front of the mirror, dabbing the cut on his lip with a paper towel as it became stained with his blood. The brown eyes looking back at him seemed hollow, showing no sign of pain from the inflicted wound he received from his drunk father.
The sound of screaming could be heard in the other room, arguing over the stupidest things that Topher didn’t even understand. Just as the young man managed to get his lip to stop bleeding, he heard the bathroom door slam open, his brown eyes widening as he backed up against the wall.


“Mom…mom you have to stop hi-”

“How can I do that? He’s a impulsive liar and a drunk. Maybe if you just stopped trying so hard to be the hero you’d be able to accept that.”
Lighting a cigarette, Topher watched as his mom patched up the bruise on her arm with make-up while smoking, her clothes looking rather clean and fresh compared to the ones she had on earlier.

“Are you going somewhere?” Topher asked as he slowly stepped away from the wall.

Glancing at her son, the woman let out a scoff of disapproval before grabbing her purse at the side of the sink. “None of your damn business.”

Just as she left, Topher sighed and peeked out of the bathroom. He had to get out….leave the house while his dad was drunk and his mom was gone. It was too dangerous to stay at home alone with him, he had already broken his arm being pushed down the stairs, and he wasn’t planning on getting himself into anymore problems.
Once he thought it was safe, Topher slowly stepped out of the bathroom, his heart beating out of his chest as he made his way downstairs, getting his shoes on as quickly as he could and opening the front door. Just as he heard steps following behind him, Topher stumbled outside, his eyes wide with fear. Looking in every direction, the young man looked at the bushes and trees, heading straight in the direction of the forest before his father could try and follow.