Jason's POV

I dread this moment everyday I really wish I didn't have to face it. If I could I would live with Justin....

Not Because I like him or anything! BecauseI have to face the monster.

I slowly open the door creeping inside, normally I would let it be known that I'm home but on Monday I almost got caught by Justin and I don't want new bruises to have him hammering me with questions. I try to be as quiet as possible creepy up the stairs I heard a little noise behind me afraid to turn around I kept walking up the stairs.

"And where do you think you're going?" he sneered, the scent of alcohol hit me like a bus. I slowly turn around to face him.

"I'm going upstairs I have a huge project to do for-" I was cut off by a giant fist hitting my stomach , the pain horrible but I didn't show that it hurt, I would get more because I have to be man.

"Have some manners next time you ungrateful piece of shit," he hissed and walked off.

"I'm sorry dad," I forced the words out my mouth I was surprised I could due to all the pain I'm in.Sometimes I hate him for what he does to me but I can understand why he does it, he blames me. Hell I blame me, she died because of me. That night she was coming at a little singing gig I had in town and it was raining I begged her to come so she did and she died because of me. So I let him take out his pain on me.

I crawled upstairs into my room and locked the door.Hot tears start falling down my face sometimes I really can't take it. I got up and found the one thing that helps I put the razor to my wrist and cut away the pain inside and outside of me. I always wear jackets all the time to cover up what I do nobody knows I cut and nobody knows about the monster in my house.

My dad.. if I can call him that anymore ever since she died he would always come home drinking or drunk beat me then go right back to sleep and he would get up and go to work the next day perfectly normal. He is the CEO of a big company tell me how could he come home drunk beat he half to death and go to work like a ray of sunshine the next day is still unknown yet amazing but I caused him to be like his... this monster so I guess I'm a monster too.

When I say monster in my house sometimes I wonder if I'm talking about him or me. I got kicked out of my thoughts by my phone text alert going off.

Party at my place tomorrow-Hannah.