Gone RP

"You were supposed to be in school two hours ago!" his dad yelled in fury.
"I woke up late ok!?" he countered as he stuffed his lunch in his backback.
"I woke you up at five! You're not going to get your treats today!"
"Like hell I want treats!" Justin huffed.
"Don't talk to your father like that!"
"Buzz off! If you don't want someone to talk back and have an actual mind of their own then go talk to your stupid dog!" Justin stomped down the stairs and skipped the last few steps for a large leap.
"His name is Sven! You ought to give him more respect, he's a police officer!"
"He's a police DOG. A DOG. You give him more respect and attention than you give me so just f**k off old man and leave me alone!" the words slipped from his mouth, making him instantly regret it. He flinched and held himself door, his hand just inches from the door knob he had been about to open and slam close. He waited for the wave of anger to come from his dad's voice as his dad would rush to his very spot and...no, he didn't want to think about it. His dad may have beat him once as a child, but it's haunted him since.
The angered voice never came. A friendly bark sounded as the German shepherd police dog made a noise and got up from his bed. His tongue lolled as he sat down near Justin.
"D-dad?" he called, fearfully. He looked into the kitchen, where his dad's voice had been coming from, and found nothing. He checked the entire house, nothing. His dad had disappeared...where had he gone? Surely he couldn't have upped and left in a matter of seconds...right?

"Hurry up now! It's your own fault you're tired, now get ready and get down here!" Bradley rolled over, pillow over his head trying to ignore his mothers voice. He had once again stayed up all night, or at least he tried to. He had fallen asleep earlier in the morning, but now he was going to have to go to school with only two hours of sleep. He groaned as he heard his father footsteps coming up the stairs, but was surprised when they stopped. He waited, listening, now fully awake as he prepared for his dad to come in and get him out of bed. But it never happened, after a few minutes he got up, dizzy from exhaustion. He wobbled across his room and opened his door. His room was right next to the top of the stairs, he looked down and didn't see his dad at all. He could have sworn he heard the man coming up though, maybe he had just been dreaming it, he was pretty tired.

The light was on in the kitchen below but there were no sounds of his parents down there. He slowly made his way down the stairs and peeked into the kitchen only to be greeted with an empty room. Scared and confused Brad searched through the whole of the house calling out for his parents, even going outside only to see that they weren't in the yard either. Their car was still there, they certainly didn't leave without him, so where were they?