Tree Of Peace. |DreamNotFound

The Tree.

TW:
Slight cussing, Heartbreak, abuse..
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George and hazel finally get home, the lights in the house are off. He doesn't worry, he walks over to hazels side of the car. He nudges hazel, making her wake up. " hazel, we're home come on.." George said in a whisper. Hazel blinked her eyes rapidly at George's soft voice. She got out and shut her car door quietly. They go inside.

George opens the house door, to see his dad standing there with a bottle in his hand. "Where were you." George's dad said walking up to George. "Hazel run." George said quickly. Hazel ran up the stairs as quick as she could.

"I ASKED WHERE YOU WERE BOY." George's dad yelled. George backed up in fear. He hit the door with his back, enough to make his head hurt. His dad lifted the hand with the glass bottle in it. George braced for his life. His dad swung his hand and broke the glass George's head.

George yelled in pain. He almost fell to the ground. But then the thought of the people he loved came to his head. He stood up and held his head up. He felt something run down his lip. He has a bloody nose, he didn't care though.

"Oh..Little Georgie all tough now huh?" George's dad smirked. He threw his hands up in the air, "HOW CUTE!!" His dad cooed sarcastically.

George held his tears back. He is angry now. No matter what happens he knows crying is 'weak'. Or that's what his dad always told him as a kid.

He looked at his bloody hand, then looked at his dad who was laughing at George. He growled and threw a punch, knocking his dad out on the ground. He flinched at his dad hitting the ground. He had no clue he had that much strength in him.

He backed up against his front door. And slid down it. He held his nose and wiped it on his arm, leaving a trail of blood on his arm. He breaths rapidly. Trying to catch his breath. His head starts pounding at the place his dad hit him with the glass bottle. He lifts his hand up and lightly touches the pounding, he winces at the pain.

Hazel runs back down the stairs, the silence was just to loud. She couldn't bare not to check on her brother. She reached the bottom of the stairs and started looking for her brother.

There George is, his bloody hands, his bloody nose and the side of his head bleeding. "George!" Hazel said, sprinting over to George. She jumped in his arms. He smiled slightly and rubbed her back in circles.

"Y-your ok.." Hazel said, sobbing into his chest. George laughed lightly, " I-I told you i could do it.." George said with a slight smile. "I knew you could Georgie.." Hazel said looking up at him. " let's go to bed hazel. We have school tomorrow.." George said. Hazel nodded and got up. George soon followed Behind.

George thought he couldn't even make it up the stairs, but he did. Hazel walked into George's room after he crawled into bed. "Georgie..can I sleep with you...?" Hazel said softly. George smiled and nodded. Hazel crawled into his bed and fell asleep seconds after. George smiled and sighed. He rolled over to set his alarm. He rolled back over and soon went to sleep.

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His alarm went off, he sat up quickly. Waking up his sister. he jumps up and runs to the bathroom in embarrassment. He shuts the door and backs up, as if a crazy mob was chasing him. He looked at himself in the mirror, the blood from his face was still there. But it was dried up.