A Living Nightmare by Dawn Leagers (robert munsch read aloud txt) 📕

by and tell Ammy that I really am sorry for hurting her” Rider said. Then I heard Jessi say “I am here for the same reason Mis. Johnson.” “She has nothing to say to either of her and she doesn’t want anything to do with you two and if you are really this sorry then why do it in the fist place huh? Don’t stand at my door and try to apologizing for hurting my daughter. Now I think it is time for both of you to leave” my mother said to Rider and Jessi.

For a few seconds I didn’t hear anyone talk or the door close so I opened my door and looked around the corner and at the front door. I met Riders eyes. I stared at him for a few seconds but I had to make myself look away or I was going to start crying. I walked into my room and shut the door then I heard someone running up the stairs. I watched the door to see who it was and sure enough it was Rider and a few steps behind him was Jessi. I sat down on my bed and faced the other way. “I want both of you out of my house” I said to them in a shaky voice.

“I am sorry baby. I never meant for you to see that” Rider said while sitting beside me. “LEAVE NOW!” I yelled. He jumped up in shock and touched my arms which I pulled away from. I didn’t want to even look at him let alone have him touch me. When he saw me pull away he slowly walked out the door and went down the stairs but Jessi just stood there staring at me with tears in her eyes.

“I’m so sorry. I never meant for you to find out this way” and said in a soft shaky voice. I didn’t want to talk to her so I just stood up and walked over to the door gesturing for her to leave but surprisingly she walked out without saying another word. She is hardheaded and won’t listen to anyone but that didn’t matter at the time I thought to myself. I’m just glad she left. I stood staring at them waiting for them to walk out the front door. When Jessi got to the door she looked back at me with sad eyes and walked out. I closed my door and feel on my bed crying.

CHAPTER THREE: Moving Day

My dad showed up around six o’clock to pick me up and right behind him where  some movers. “Ready” he asked. “Sure” I replied. The movers came into my room to get everything while my dad, mom and I where grabbing my stuff that would fit in my dads car. To my surprise Helen, my step mom, wasn’t with him. “So where is the wicked witch of the west?” I asked my dad while turning to face him. “Don’t talk about your step mom like that Ammy and she is home” he said while not taking his eyes off the road.

“Whatever” I said while rolling my eyes and looking out the window but I am actually really grateful that she isn’t tagging along but I wouldn’t ever say that to my father. It has been fifteen minutes and the car ride has been completely silent and I lost signal so I have no phone. I looked over at my dad and turned on the radio and by his fiscal expression, it didn’t look like he cared all that much. I turned it to my station, pop, and turned it all the way up. I started to sing along with the music. After thirty minutes of doing that and my dad not saying a thing he pulled into a gas station and handed me a ten dollar bill and told me to get whatever I wanted. “Can you also take this fifteen and pay for gas?” He asked.

I took the fifteen dollars and walked into the gas station. I walked to the back of the gas station to where the refrigerators were and got a pepsi and started to dig throw my purse and got out my fake ID out so I would have it ready for the casher. It says I am 18 so I can buy myself a pack of cigarettes. I walked up to the cashier and handed them the fifteen dollars and I looked through the glass windows to find my dad looking at me and waiting. I gave him a thumbs up and he turned around and starts to pump gas. “Is that all for ya?” the lady behind the counter asked. “No. Can you get me a pack of marble black 100 please” while I put my Pepsi on the counter.

“Do you have an ID?” she asked while looking me up and down. “Yes I do” I answered while showing my pearly whites. I handed her my ID and she nodded and handed it back. “Marble black 100?” she repeated. “Yes” I answered and she scanned them and also my pepsi. I picked up a dollar lighter and sat it down for her to scan. 

“That will be $9.17” she said. I nodded my head and handed her a ten dollar bill and told her to keep the change. I looked out the window while I put my pack of cigarettes in my purse along with my lighter. My dad was still pumping gas so I went out the side door and went behind the gas station to take a few drags off a cigarette. After puffing on the cigarette a few time I looked around the corner to see my dad  putting the gas pump up and he turned around to go inside. I hurried and put my cigarette out and throw it in my purse and went back in through the side door and  safely made it back inside before he saw me. “Hey I’m going to go to the bathroom and then we are going to take off” he said while walking past me and patting me on the back. “K” I answered and acted like I was looking at the candy section.

When he went into the bathroom I walked out the front door and pulled out my cigarette and finished it and went back into the car to wait for him. A minute passed and he finally was done in the bathroom. He walked to the car and got in. “Ready?” he asked. “Sure” I replied while turning my head to look out the window again. After we drove out of the gas stations parking lot I turned on the radio again and right before I could turn it up my dad said “No, it’s my turn to listen to my kind of music.” I looked at him with a bitch stare and took out the head phones from inside my purse.

I plugged in the head phones to my phone and went to my music app and started to listen to some music that I have downloaded. We did that for a good two hours and were weren’t even half way there yet. Ugh, kill me now I thought to myself. I don't want to be in there car, mostly with him. But I guess it helps that his nasty, bitchy wife isn't here I thought to myself. I wish I had signal, that would make this trip a whole lot better. "What are you thinking about?" my dad asked. "Nothing" I said kind of snotty like.

“How much further” I asked even though I know we still have almost twenty-five hours to go. “Well we aren’t even close to the half way mark yet so we got a lot of time on our hands” he replied. “Why couldn’t we just go on a plain” I asked. “Because that is a waste of money and it cost to much and we don’t have the kind money” he replied a little annoyed now. “My mother already said she wouldn’t mind paying for your flight here and both of ours back” I remind him while getting an attitude with him. “I am not having your mother waste her money Ammy, okay?” and now he sounded pissed. “Oh so now your all worried about spending her money but when you guys were still together, you had no problem with spending her money and going to bars and drinking all night!” I said getting pissed too.

“You are not going to talk to me like this Ammy. When we get home you are grounded a month. You are going to show me some respect young lady” he said and I know I really pissed him off because his face was starting to get redder then a baboons butt. “Fuck off. You will never be more then a dead beat of a farther” I said while digging into my purse for my cigarettes. “Pull over now” I said to him in a stern but still pissed off voice. “No. There will be no more stops till we get there” he said while not taking his eyes off the road.

“Oh really. So no stops to fill up the gas tank or the go to the bathroom or even for food?” I questioned him. “You know what I mean Ammy. Don’t get a smart mouth with me” he replied. “Oh yeah I get it. You will stop when YOU want to but not when I want to. It’s always about you and never what I want, nothing has changed huh?” I asked.

“Don’t start with me” he said getting mad all over again. “PULL THIS CAR OVER NOW OR I’LL MAKE YOU MYSELF” I screamed at him. He then found the nearest gas station and pulled into it. I hopped out and lit a cigarette right in front of him because frankly I don’t give a damn no more. “What do you think you are doing young lady?” My dad said while coming around the car. “So there is this thing called a cigarette and you put….” and then he cut me off. “I know what the fuck  you are doing” he said while ripping it out of my mouth.

“Then why the fuck ask?” I said while getting another cigarette out and I walked off so he couldn’t take this one from me. “Get back here right know or your grounded for two more mouths” my dad hollered after me. I really didn’t care so I just kept walking and flipped him off. I sat down at the curb and continued my cigarette. I think it’s in my dads best interest to let me smoke a cigarette right now or I just might kill him. I have never liked him and I sure the hell won’t start to like him now. When I finished my cigarette I walked back to the car.

He was on the phone but when I got into the car he hung up really fast. At first he didn’t say anything to me and I wasn’t about to say anything to him. So for the next ten minutes of our ride was