Brans pov
I cant get out of bed again, i just cant. I know fathers extremely angry at me for skipping so much school but i just cant face school. All the sorrowful looks, the whispers and how differently they treat me after what happened. And my grandparents oh god my grandparents saying it could have been my fault...
But maybe it was...
"Brandon Santiago Carlton get out of that bed before i force you to" Father yells while bursting into my room with his belt firmly in his hands.
Seeing the angry look on fathers face i hug benny closer to my chest as he growls slightly at father
"I... i cant" i whisper my voice cracking as i try to hold back tears
"Don't you dare fucking cry" Father yells while bounding towards me and before i can do anything he grabs me by the hood on my hoodie and throws me to the ground. Benny goes flying out of my arms and leaves the room whimpering as father hits the floor next to him with The belt
"There your out of the bed now get dressed" he snaps at me before backing up and crossing his arms
"I cant" i stutter louder then before causing father to squeeze the belt tightly and bring it down on my head
"I said get dressed"
"I cant for fucks sake ive already told you i cant" i yell up at him and watch as his eyes narrow and his hand tightens around his belt so tight that the skin around his knuckles become white
"Take his shirt off" he yells towards Martha and another worker, they both turn to look at each other with wide shocked eyes wondering if my father was serious.
"Do you want to loose your job i said take his shirt off" He snaps at them and without another thought they rush over to me and remove my shirt. I don't fight back, I'm just too tired.
"Im so sorry sir" Martha whispers to me as she she lifts the shirt above my head leaving my back exposed
"You think you can get away with anything because you where too weak to fight back against a fag, well think again" He yells aggressively while bringing the belt down on my back with all his strength.
I cry out in pain as soon as the leather hits my back making it burst out in an intense stinging. This has been fathers preferred punishment since i was a kid but i still cant get used to the pain.
"It should have been you that died that day not your sister" He yells hitting my back over and over and over again the staff can only watch in horror as father releases his anger out on my back.
"AHH please no, stop I'm sorry" I sob loudly over the snapping sounds of the belt but father just ignores me and continues his assault
Running out of room father starts hitting open wounds again causing my back to burst into an intense burning
"Please stop, please it hurts so bad" i sob as father continues his abuse
"Take of his bottoms, i need more room" father commands to Richard who is the only member of staff that remains in the room
"Sir i-" Richard stutters but is quickly cut off by father
"I said take of his pants, or you loose your job" father yells, Richard thinks for a second before gulping causing his Addams apple to bump and making his way towards me and bending down
"Please forgive me sir" Richard whispers with sad eyes as i grip to his arm with my shaking hands
"Please Richard please don't" i beg him while clasping my hand over a specific spot on my hip while Richard slowly moves my pants from my waist
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Deepest Desires
RomanceA group of school kids, All from different lives and backgrounds, are brought together by trauma and events were they build bonds they never thought possible. Bonds of unrequited love, newfound friendship and romance emerge as they are forced to fac...
