Karen's P.O.V.
I woke up at 5:30 in the morning because of the headache pounding in my head. I took a warm shower to ease some of the pain, When I was done I slipped into my faded blue jeans and a Pink shirt with a hood, I descended into the stairs to make breakfast then suddenly I jerked when I heard the threatening voice of my father.
“Where were you last night” he asked with a hint of anger in his voice. So when Kurt and I shared a conversation last night he was awake and pretended to be asleep I thought to myself
“I..I was invited by Eric last night father” I stuttered nervously I glanced at him while narrowed his eagle eyes at me.
“So you were whoring all night yeah?!” he stated sternly
“How do you know that I came home late last night” I asked carefully
“Well you see I heard someone and I could hint it was you and there was also another voice a man’s voice actually! it took you a minute or two to open the damn door so Kurt opened it for you when he heard your whoring voice! So while exchanging a conversation with Kurt I pretended to be asleep, Is it Eric the man you are whoring with, the one who talked with you last night or should I say midnight?” he said angrily and irritated.
“Father it is not what you think” I defended I admit that I was hurt by his words no wonder they all say that words are the most hurtful things inflicted on you.
“Nah don’t you ever deny it I knew you! Anyways you should cook breakfast I am already starving” he ordered sternly. “and be sure to tidy the house” he added
I did not utter a single word to him to evade feud so I just continued my chores I looked into our refrigerator and found some vegetables, spices, egg ,ham and hotdog. So I made one of my specialties scrambled egg with spices and tomatoes then I prepared the bread and the rice I did not cook the ham and hotdog to save. Minutes later I found my dad coming in my direction and I knew exactly his concern so I prepared his plate spoon and fork and of course his coffee. We ate in silence then my brother Kurt appeared.
“Good Morning Kurt “ I greeted happily despite that my father was there and was not paying attention to us he just continued what he was doing.
“Good Morning Karen!” he greeted back enthusiastically when his eyes landed on my father’s he just scowled
“Kurt here sit and eat” I told him
“I am not hungry yet” he shrugged emphasizing the word yet
“okay” I replied
“just drink some coffee” I offered him
“thanks Karen the best sister ever!” he said enthusiastically, unexpectedly father got up with an irritated expression, then left without saying a word
“ What a waste” Kurt said disappointedly while nodding his head from left to right
“hey Kurt don’t be like that no matter what he is still our father” I told him soothingly
“A good father never treats his children the way he treated us!” he exclaimed
“and How do you survive his attitude Karen?” he asked exasperatedly raising his hands like surrendering
“uhmmm I just think that no matter how the world will ramble he is still our father even if the night will be day and the day will be night” I said trying to highlight that we could not change our father.
“So how is your bruises?” he asked feeling guilty with a scowl expression planted on his face
“I still have it but I can really manage ” I said, faking a smile to ease Kurt’s guilt and anger
