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Tw - Abuse

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It was 4 am when Clara was woken up

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It was 4 am when Clara was woken up. She had heard a constant knocking coming from her window. Clara took a baseball bat out from her closet and held it up incase she needed it. But when she got to the window she saw it was just Zach.

"What the hell are you-"

Clara stopped talking when she saw his bruised cheek and black eye. Clara didn't need to ask what happened because she already knew. Zach's father had come back from deployment a few days ago. Something Zach had been dreading. Luke Robbin's had a history with being an Alcoholic. He tried to quit a few times but it never stuck. So when he was home most of the time he was drunk but never when he was deployed. Zach's mother, Matilda lived in a world where Luke was a perfect husband and not an abusive man. Zach tried to tell him mother but she never listened. A part of Zach knew she knew what was going on but chose to ignore it. The Military benefits were too good to give up if they divorced. Zach would have gone to protective services but that would mean he and his younger sister Abigail would be sent into the foster system and he couldn't risk her being alone. She didn't want to leave her family and Zach did his best to protect her.

Most nights Abby could go over to her friend's house so she wasn't around their dad but when she was Zach protected her. He became the punching bag. It started when Zach was nine. When it first happened he went to Clara and she helped clean him up. Clara wanted to tell her mother but Zach begged her not to. She understood why he wanted to keep it a secret but Clara was worried about him.

Clara let Zach inside and frowned at the boy.

"Don't give me that look."

"What look?"

"Like I'm some puppy that's been kicked"

"What happened this time?" Clara asked as she grabbed her first aid kit.

"Same as always. Gets drunk when mom is at work, gets pissed for no reason, then throws something and I become the punching bag.

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