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《Mean Man》

⚠️TW: ABUSE⚠️

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"STEVEN!" Screamed a man, stumbling his way into the living room of the two story house, reeking of alcohol.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to!" Cried out an eleven year old boy as he hid.

"Didn't mean to my ass! I told you to stay away from that boy! He's a queer! A fag and I'll be damned if you ruin our name by being a freak!" The man yelled throwing his bottle of liquor at the wall near the window. "I also told you to keep your mouth shut to your mother!"

"I did! I swear! She found something that led her to think you were with another lady! I didn't do anything! Please! Believe me!" Begged the boy as his father approached his hiding place.

The father appeared from the front of the couch and grabbed hold of Steve's wrist pulling him out from his hiding space.

The man is drunk, though he's still well put together. His black hair is done nicely with gel. It doesn't matter whether Mr. Harrington is at home, in public, and probably even bed, is always wearing a suit. No. Matter. What.

"You're going to learn a lesson, I'm going to be stuck with your mother where ever I go now you piece of shit!" He yell in Steve's face.

"Please!" Steve begged, not sure how far his father would go. Afterall, his father hasn't physically hurt Steve before, but he has locked steve in a closet and yelled at him.

"This will teach you to never step out of line." Growled Mr. Harrington.
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That night was one Steve will never forget. The night his Father would never hold back again. His mother was out that night, doing who knows what. She was mad at her husband for cheating on her and left to cool off.

His mother always stayed aside watching his father yell at Steve. Steve's learned early on to only be 'friends' with those his father choses and talk to those his father allows. He doesn't want a repeat of last time, afterall it took away his toys and he lost his privacy in his room for 3 months. His door was taken until his father deemed it ok to have his door back.

Going back to when Steve was for the first time, physically hurt by his father.

Steve had passed out after his father pushed him hard enough to make Steve fall and hit his head to pass out. So when Steve woke up, to both his mother and father gone and in his room seemingly tossed on the floor. He was in pain, as soon as he tried to move to get up.

All he could do within that moment was cry, till there was nothing left to cry. The point of exhaustion acting in and drifting Steve off to a dreamless sleep.

Though, later on he would learn to attend to wounds and bruises and figure out how to hide everything for school that was the next day. His father was careful on where he hit though, avoiding his face so it would be easier to hide.

Steve was just glad his father had to go on another business trip, but now he also knows his mother will be gone just as long too. Normally she'll be gone all day and come home in the middle of the night and every now and then go with his father for business trips.

Now though, she'll always tag along with his father like a lost puppy. No longer trusting his father not to be with other woman. Leaving Steve to learn how to take care of himself and cook.......
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Welcome to the end of this chapter! Sorry it's so short. I hope you liked it! Did it make any sense? Should I add anything? Feel free to comment on errors and recommendations on what i should add and I'll try and do it someday!

Love, your author,
-Outis-
P.S. The picture in the beginning is of Steve's father, pretend the his hair is black and Steve's dad has ver dark brown, almost black eyes. Thank you!:))