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Tommy's POV
One
I hear him tread the first step
Two
Another
Three
The smell of alcohol is stronger now
Four
And not just alcohol
Five
Other scents linger
Six
He smells like misery
Seven
Hopelessness
Eight
Pain
Nine
My head is throbbing
Ten
My bruises ache
Eleven
My cuts sting
Twelve
My breath hitches in my throat
Thirteen
Even my breath has left me now
The hallway floor creaks slightly as he moves along it. His feet shuffle slightly, but his steps are loud. The carpet outside my door does nothing to disguise the sound of his footsteps. Harsh and angry, unstable and dangerous.
I'm not breathing. He's right outside the door. Maybe he'll go away if I'm silent. Maybe I should hide."Tommy."
I can't hide.
"Tommy. I know you're in there. You can't pretend."
His voice is low, menacing. Quiet. He's more dangerous when he's quiet. Angrier.
"Oh, Tommy..."
I can hear him smile. I can't see him, but I can tell. Its a cruel smile. A cruel smile for a cruel face. A cruel man.
"Don't even try. I can tell what you're thinking. If you're quiet, maybe I'll leave."
He's right. I did think that. But I know I'm wrong.
"Stupid little Tommy. You should know by now..."
Stupid. I'm just stupid.
"This is what you deserve."
The door opens.
My father stands, hulking figure framed by the door. A sadistic smile adorns his face. He enjoys this.As he should. You deserve it. Its only fair that you get what you deserve.
The voice. Maybe it's right this time.
What I deserve...
I've heard that so many times. I wondered if it was true.
My father steps towards me. He's still smiling.
"F..father?"
As soon as the words leave my mouth, I regret them.Maybe he didn't hear me?
Of course he heard you, you idiot.
He stops. Looks at me, eyes like thunder. He's not smiling anymore.
"What did you just call me?"
I-uh-i don't know I'm sorry I didn't mean it it was an accident I just," I stutter.
"WHAT," he's getting angrier. "DID YOU JUST CALL ME?"
"F-father?" I whisper, tripping over my words in terror.
As soon as I've said it, his fist rips forward into my mouth. My head snaps backwards, and I feel a sharp ache pulse through my jaw. My mouth tastes metallic, something I'm all too familiar with by now.
"Never, I repeat, NEVER, call me that again," he hisses through clenched teeth. Blood stains his knuckles, but it's not his. I try to nod, but I'm too weak, filled half with pain and half with terror. He slams forward and pins my head to the wall. My throat is on fire, choking coughs slip through my mouth. He punches my stomach, and I collapse against his grip as he throws me to the floor, kicking, punching, I can't even tell anymore. Black spots drift around my vision, red and black is everywhere. I start to drift into unconsciousness, but before I'm gone completely, I hear his low growl as he walks out the door.
"I'm not your father. I never was, and I never will be."
The door slamming shut is the last thing I hear before darkness overtakes me.574 words
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the voice - tommyinnit angst
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