I will probably be making a fan fic off of this so yeah. Um, not sure what to put as the category so bear with me. :) Well I hope you enjoy.


2. Chapter 1

“Get your ass up to your room!” My father shouts but I sit in fear. “Do NOT make me repeat myself.” He shouts, anger edging his voice. “Leave him alone!” My mom helplessly screams and he turns on her, his hand upraised as if he was going to hit her. “Don’t tell him what I can and can’t do with my son, Heather.” He shouts in her face, he begins to bring down his hand but before his hand collides with her cheek, I push him back. “DON’T TOUCH HER!” I shout, grabbing my mom’s arm and pulling her behind me. “Get out of the way Chase, I will hit you.” My father threatens and I glare at him. “Go to bed Stan, please.” My mom says and his hatred glare turns to her and I feel her jump behind me. “Heather, go, Chase and I need to have a discussion, man to man.” My dad says his daggers back to me. “No.” She says, grabbing my bicep. “Heather! This isn’t up for discussion, go to bed!” He shouts and I jump and my mom whimpers in fear. I feel her presence disappear and I stare at the man that I will never, ever call my father again. “So Stan, do you feel like a man yet? Making her in constant fear of you, I bet you feel pretty damn tough to do that to her.” I say, venom lacing my words as I spit them in his face. “Boy, don’t talk to me like you are a grown man, I will smack the shit out of you.” He says, taking a swig of his beer bottle, gripping the neck of it. “You are so tough Stan! The fact that you beat up your wife and your son, you piece of shit!” I scream, tears brimming my eyes. The breath is knocked out of me when I am knocked to the ground, then I am punched in the eye. The wet liquid drips down into my mouth from my nose and the taste of my blood frightens me. “Don’t you ever talk to me like that again, you hear me?” He asks and I just nod my head, afraid to speak. “Get to your room now before I beat your ass some more.” He says and I get up, running up the stairs. I stop at the top and see my mom in tears. “Are you okay baby?” She asks and I nod slowly. She stands up, wiping her eyes, smearing her mascara and walking over to me. She wraps her arms around me and I stand there, blankly staring at the wall, my nose throbbing. “I am going to bed, stay safe.” I say, kissing her cheek and walking past her and locking myself safely in my room.

Authors Note

Hey my lovelies, chapter one is up :) Finally ;) -Over&&Out

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