Confrontation

I perch in a maple tree near a clearing. I clean my dagger silently. I had to get away from my father. He was drunk and throwing bottles everywhere. I feel a little guilt for not taking Samson with me but Mac will take care of him. I have Mac to take care of me and Samson to take care of. My father and I were having one of our fights. I was telling him he needed to get a job. I was sick of Mac and I having to support our family, My father is nothing but a drunken bastard. He used to be a kind loving father. Having him here like this is worse than having him dead. He is drunk all the time, at least I didn't start drinking when my mother died! I tuck my knife in my boot and take the darts from their holder around my waist. I check them all and make sure they have clean tips. I only have these because I became slightly paranoid after my mother was shot by peacekeepers in our living room. I decided that if anyone tried to kill my family... That's why I have the dagger an the darts. The peacekeepers would want to have the whole family watch a member get killed, so as long as I'm a member of the family, no one will die. I hear a rustle in the bushes and tuck the darts back slowly. I look around with wide eyes full of fear.