why did you leave me bryan?

ayo something traumatic happened that changed my life check!

-trigger warning: alcohol, physical and mental abuse

Past Bryan's pov

I was walking home from school expecting the worst. I had gotten d's in history, english and math. My mum was going to be furious that failing school. She in some words wasnt the best. My best friend jon was running across the street yelling telling me to stop. I stopped and looked at him and asked

"Why?"

"Because we need to do something"

"What is it-"

"C'mon!"

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I got home 4 hours later and snuck up the stairs to my room. I set my backpack down on my bed and looked out the window at the stars. My mum was laying in her recliner passed out drunk. I snuck down to the kitchen to try and get some food when I heard my mum tell me no. I turned around and looked at her honestly sad looking figure. She was a Rich beautiful woman, but behind the scenes she was a drug addicted abusive "parent". She was in a pink bathrobe, her messy brown hair falling past her shoulders.

"Get over here now before I beat you son"

I reluctantly walked towards her fearing she had found something she could use against me. Instead she asked for my report card cause she got a note telling her that I had received it. She followed me up to my room as I slowly unzipped my bag and pulled out the green paper. She looked at the paper for a good 5 minutes. She finally spoke up and asked me

"What kind of sick joke is this"

"Mum it's not a joke-"

"SO MY SON IS A FAILURE?"

"A what-?"

"You heard me. You are nothing more than a screw up. Why dont you go live with your father? Oh that's right hes dead. How sad, oh boo hoo he is going to cry isnt he?"

I was used to the abuse but mentioning my father like that is the quickest way to start a fight. But sadly I could not go to school the next day. My "mother" had- well if you know you know. Jon got concerned and came to my house. My mum didnt like him that much because he was a "bad influence" but we were still closer than some married couples. He got into my room and was shocked when he say me broken and bruised on the bed he quickly yelled

"WHAT HAPPENED?"

"oh it's nothing to worry abo-"

"NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT?  NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT?? YOU LOOK LIKE YOU ARE GOING TO PASS OUT FROM BLOOD LOSS! THIS IS SOMETHING TO WORRY ABOUT"

"Ok I'll admit it is something to worry about-"

"I'll run away from this horrible place with you!"

"Ok then"

We both laughed and he hugged me very tightly. So tight I almost ran out of air. We laughed at the thought of running away to Neverland.

A/N
So how'd ya like that chapter? If you really liked it I could make a separate story for it. But if you dont please yell at me really loudly kay?
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