The Hardest Part of This Is Leaving You

"Well...Uhmm" I struggled through my memories "You....you y...yelled at me" I quivered. Frank reentered the room with his arms full of first aid articles he thrust it unto my bed with a thud my cottonmouth and headache suddenly reappearing.
"Can we have a minute Frank?" Mickey asked practically shoving Frank out the room.
"Well I don't want any bruises so sure"
"Ok Raven now is that all?" Mikey questioned sitting down nex to me on the bed taking and cleaning my wrists. I flinched at the touch. He looked at me muttering a sorry.
"Uhmm and my dad...." I stopped pictures of the night flashing through my head. " And I uhmm.... I got some of the whiskey and liquor and vodka I had stashed there" I pointed to a drawer which he checked to find was empty "And I umm I grabbed the r....."my voice was shaking and I pointed to the corner of the room where my bookcase and my hollowed out book. He went over to find it full. He looked at me sadly returning to his spot and nodding at me to continue. A pictureflashed through my mind and I was gonna vomit again....Frank on top of me... In my bed

Notes

Thanks for reading (as always) I hope you enjoyed I'm sorry about how short it is but I am out with my family give me credit