Aaighnly pronounced - (Ayynnlee)
Has been living with his step dad and his mom ever since he was 6
What happens when he's mom dies due to cancer and his step dad starts abusing him?
What happens when he finds out he has brothers??
Do they know him...
I wake up to cold water being splashed on me "WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO SLEEP AT THIS TIME BOY?!" and before i could process what is happening I'm being thrown and kicked by John (my step-dad) "I HAVEN'T EVEN EATEN DINNER YET AND YOU THINK YOU COULD JUST LAZE AROUND YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING B*TCH-"
"AHHH!!! OK! OK! I'LL MAKE YOU DINNER OK! STOP!" i plea for him to not hurt me again
"ohh no... Your not getting out of it this time you little twit" he says slowly and then grabs me by the collar of my shirt and drags me all the way to the living room. "Look around" he says as he forces me to look at the mess that was all over the house
There were beer bottles on the floor some broken, some half full, some empys all over the couch, the kitchen was a mess with dishes pilled up in the sink and knives and spoons everywhere. The curtains were on the verge of falling with blood stains on them. He let go of me and took a broken glass from the floor and pressed it on my wrist, and with great force he pushed it deep in and began cutting me
To say that hurt was an understatement and all i can do is just sit and let him cut me because i know better than to scream, cry or try to push him away
When he was done he left 4 long cuts on my arm and leaned closser to my ear"clean this up before i do worse to you" which made me shiver and i quickly rushed to the kitchen to get started on the dishes, soon after i heard the front door open meaning that John is probably going to buy himself more booze. I looked at the time which is 10:15 pm and I'll probably be done cleaning and making dinner for John (since im not allowed to eat) at... 12:00-12:30
Its been two hours and i finished cleaning and bandaging my cuts and as im about to leave the kitchen, John walks in with some booze and cigarettes and some white powder which must be drugs, and he sits on the sofa and turns the tv on
I quickly run upstairs to my room. My room doesn't contain that much stuff and it is the smallest room in the house because John said, i quote"you dont need to waste anymore space than you already do"
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HIS BEDROOM
"Its times like this that i really miss my mum. When she was still alive everthing was ok, from a younge age i knew that John doesn't like me that much, but i knew that he couldnt do anything about it because he loved my mum and and i guess could bear with me". After my mums death he blamed me for her being sick and having to take care of me all at the same time
It took a while for me to realize that it wasn't my fault and that he is going through some personal stuff
I had learnt to be strong and "take it like a man" as he say it I built my walls up so high that even if i wanted to, i won't be able to break them down I show no emotion most of the time, and i just try to get through life one day at a time. But that can be a problem because i get into fights alot at school with a few students who just wont give up, but i dont mind because i just end up beating the hell out of them
As i sat on the mattress for about an hour overthinking and then i finally fell asleep...
