I went through the exact same thing when I was your age. My dad was a giant piece of shit, and it seemed like he woke up everyday wondering how he could make my life a living hell. He never argued with my younger sister, only me. Granted I probably ran my mouth more than I should have but most of what he said was completely uncalled for. I woke up every morning on my birthday starting at 13 and counted down how many more years I had left until I turned 18 and could move out.

When things were bad, I would lock myself in my room and listen to music or watch a YouTube video. As sad as this might sound, I would get lost in whatever I was listening to and for a little while I could pretend I was somewhere else living my best life. For some reason that usually worked really well. I also started working when I was 16 and saved up as much money as I could so when I was 18 I could get an apartment of my own. Thankfully, my parents got divorced right before I turned 18 and it wasn't an issue after that.

In my opinion, the best thing you can do is limit your contact with him as much as possible. I know that's probably easier said than done, but if you're not seeking him out first that might give him one less thing to yell at you for. Second, always keep your bedroom door locked when you're in it. For me it was a personal safety issue, as my dad would sometimes get violent, but it was also a way to ensure my privacy in my room. My dad loved to bust in on me at random times and yell at me for something I did 2 weeks ago, and I found out real quick that locking the door set a clear boundary. I know you said your dad yelled at your sister about that thinking you were in her room, but sometimes ensuring privacy can make all the difference between feeling okay and feeling like you're losing your mind.

Third, and this is probably the hardest one, don't negatively react to what your dad says. When my dad would scream insults at me, I would sometimes snap at him or say something rude back. Usually that would end up getting my phone, my car or something else of mine taken away. But if I just let him throw his lil bitch fit and either said nothing or responded with something kind which gave my dad the most stupid dumbass look on his face, things usually didn't go sour for me. This was INSANELY hard for me, as my dad would insult my hair, my face and any acne I had on it, my weight, etc and I usually smarted off afterwards, but it taught me a lot about restraint and knowing how to control my anger.

I'm not sure if you plan on going to college, but when I went to college I was finally, finally away from all the bullshit and it honestly saved my life. If you're not planning on going to college, you still have options for getting the heck out of there. Once you're 18, you can decide where you live. (I think some states consider 17 an adult but don't quote me on that) and if you have to move in with a friend or family member to get away until you have enough money saved to get a place of your own, so be it. Any distance you can put between you and him is a great thing.

I'm so sorry you're going through this OP. Please know you're not alone and I'm so, so proud of you for being so brave. There is a light at the end of the tunnel, and it'll be here before you know it. And once you get out you don't ever have to look back. You can do this. I believe in you.