The love that binds us

Untitled Part 11

I lay against Tyler's chest, tears burnt my eyes and a lump in my throat hurt as I sobbed against his chest.

'I am sorry.' He whispered running his hands through my hair. I squeezed my eyes closed and gripped his bicep tightly.

'It's okay.' I whispered, my entire body hurt, he had gotten so rough with me that I was a sobbing mess. I enjoyed most of it but I knew I bled in more than one place now. I wiped my eyes and looked up at him, he stared down at me with a concerned look, I mustered the last of my strength to push up so my face hovered over his. 'I love you.' I whispered, kissing his lips softly before sliding back down and passing the fuck out. I woke to a loud noise, jumping with fright, finding myself alone I moved to the edge of the bed with a great struggle, I pulled on some sweats that were on the floor and a shirt before shuffling at a turtles pace down the stairs. Tyler thrown against the door looking extremely pissed off.

'What's going on?' I asked and he looked at me with utter rage on his face.

'Get up stairs and stay there.' I frowned, still a little dazed.

'Who's on the other side of the door? What's going on?' There was a heavy thump against the outside of the door pushing Tyler ever so slightly. 'Tyler, who's trying to smack the door in?' I yelled a little nervous.

'Get out here you little bastard!' I froze and Tyler looked pissed.

Dad.

'I am not sure how he found out where the house is.' Tyler said and I nodded.

'Open the door.' I said and Tyler growled before opening the door, my dad standing there on the porch looking utterly ropable.

'You better have a fucking good explanation for not being home.' Dad said, for a moment, I thought steam was shooting from his ears.

'Mum said that I could stay the night here.' I said carefully and dad had a terrifying look on his face.

'You think you can go around me by asking your mother.'

'I didn't go around you, you were at work so I asked mum and she said yes.' Where the fuck did that confidence come from?

'Careful boy, I'm on the brink right now and if you keep going you'll cop a beating like no other.' Dad warned and my heartbeat picked up.

'Lay a finger on him again and I'll rip your fucking throat out.' Tyler said in a tone that put dad's to shame, it was like a cross between a mafia boss voice and a serial killer voice. Dad scoffed.

'Yeah, right, son I've been fighting since before you were born, you wouldn't be able to lay a finger on me.' Tyler growled deeply and I swallowed hard before walking down the stairs and gripping his forearm tightly.

'Dad, enough, I'll come home.' I said and Dad looked smug, I wanted to let Tyler go and let him do what ever he wanted but I also didn't want my boyfriend to go to jail.

'The two of you are forbidden from seeing each other.' Dad barked as I stepped outside the house and he yanked my arm, pain searing through my entire body, especially my lower back. I hoped to god that dad didn't notice, but unfortunately he did and he zeroed in on me. His hand that was like a vice grip around my arm only tightened as he grabbed the collar of my shirt with his free hand, yanking hard the material ripped and exposed my chest, the loose fabric falling down my arms and exposing my shoulders too. The bites and hicky's were revealed and my dads eyes bulged at the sight of my body, I hadn't showered yet so there was even dried blood still around some of the wounds. 'What the fuck have you done?' Dad whispered before raising his hand and slapping me right across the face. The resounding crack quieting the hostile atmosphere as dad looked back up to Tyler. 'Come near my son again and I'll fucking kill you.' Dad said and with those as his final words he dragged me over to the light blue Chevy truck and threw me into the passengers side. Slamming both his door and mine. It's not like he could actually stop us from seeing each other. We have to go to school.