( ion got a FC for him yet 😭)
𝐾𝐸𝑍𝑌𝐼𝑂𝑁 𝐽𝐴𝑀𝐸𝐿 𝐶𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐸𝐿𝐿
（ 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙿)
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Knowing I had to go get my shoes from the store I woke up said bye to tiny went home and went to the bathroom to shower and shi
Coming out the bathroom I heard my phone ding I went to my closet and put on some joggers leaving my tattoos and usually shirt covered scars to show before going to see who was texting my phone .
I put in my password seeing that my father had texted me making me sigh .
Me and my parents don't have the best relationship we don't have a relationship let's be honest .
They fucked my childhood up like ion got all these scars just cause I was a bad ass kid I got most of them cause I'm fucked up in the head like I give myself these scars to feel something and overall just give myself an identity.
The reason I'm apparently creepy to everybody is because of them I'm like that cause the shit they put me through.
I only got my sister for family only one friend frl which is venus unless you counting my baby tiny all because everyone too scared of me .
When in reality I just want someone to love me and accept me regardless of all my baggage and she became that one
After I picked up the shoes I replied to my dad and went back home to drop my car there.
Orlando
Kezyion get your ass home or imma have to force you home and we all know how tf that goes .
Ight.
Ion got a choice on whether to listen to him or not last time I was literally forced back in the house when I had ran away .
I've ran away about 23 times Since I was 5 to 15 .
Each time I'm put back in that fucking house by cps even though Ion even live with them well to cps knowledge I do consider I'm too young to actually get a apartment but my acquaintance own the complex so he got me one .
I changed out my more expensive clothes and headed to the bus stop , I waited for the bus to come and when it did I paid for my ticket and got on heading all the way to the back .
They got to the stop closest to their house and I walked up to the front thanking the bus driver before heading off .
I started walking towards the house when I got to the door I knocked and waited for it to be opened .
The door was opened by my dad Orlando who was in a wife beater and some boxers with a cigarette hanging off his lip .
" took yo ass long enough thought I was finna have to get you just like last time ." He said mugging me
He steady bringing ts up cause he know that day gets to me . I was 13 the last time they had to force me back to the house ever since then I just came home when they asked even thought I knew what was waiting for me .
I didn't reply to him I just walked through the door after him to find my mom Layla sitting on the couch drinking some beer .
" oh your ass is back ." She said hardly looking at me
I sat down on the old rusty ass couch and got on my 3rd phone .
Yes I got three phone and I got three cause one is the one that I use around homies one is the one I use when I gotta be here and the last on is the one that got all my shit in like pictures that ion what nobody to see pictures that got stories to them that only I know and am not planning on telling anyone else type shi.
I keep that phone under wraps like everyone thinks I got 2 only cause that's how badly ion want nobody knowing abt that phone .
If anyone got a hold of it I would literally try to kill them cause ion need none of that getting out into the world :
My mom stood up knocking over a vase that was right next to me . The vase had some dead ass flowers in it
" don't just fucking look at me clean it tf up ." My mom said pushing my head
Deciding that I wasn't in the mood for a fight rn I just got a broom and started sweeping the petals that's fell and the stems that snapped along with the glass.
As I was cleaning i heard some foot steps coming down the steps .
" what the fuck was that noise ?" my dad said
" b-bae he broke your special vase I told him he needed to sit down somewhere and he got alll angry and pushed me then knocked down you vase ." My mom said the second she finished his sentence.
Before I got to even respond I saw him rushing towards me .
" I had to deal your fucking crazy ass all those years growing up taking your ass to fucking therapist cause you couldn't seem to fucking control yourself and then I had to deal with yo annoying ass always fucking lying on my father saying he would beat you when no one was around and having to deal with your ass who would run away for no reason and now this the one the one thing I cherished you fucking break- you know what imma just break you too ." He yelled in my. Face after he grabbed me by the shirt
He let go of me and I couldn't even think before he punched me straight in the face making me fall to the floor
I could tell he was more angrier than ever before cause this time he didn't time out whether or not I bled or not .
He kept sending shots at my face before he moved on to my body making me try and at least hold him off by putting my hands up .
I could already feel that my lip busted and my eyes were gonna be swollen shut sooner or later .
Eventually he just started stomping on my stomach and a little of my chest and arms before stopping :
The second he stopped I started coughing and I turned my body to the side even as weak as it as and I started coughing up a lot of blood .
I looked down to see the living room painted in my blood and when I looked down at my body I couldn't find not one spot that wasn't leaking .
" Layla go get me it ." He said standing over my body
I could hear my mom running towards the other side of the house
" you never once was the son I wanted , you would always ask us why we always loved your sister and never you it's cause your a fucking disappointed me and your mom both wish you never made it past I fucking hate you always have I wish you died that day ." He said through his punching .
The last thing I remember is looking into the mirror that was in the floor through my not as swollen eye and saw my dad raising a knife up in the air before I blacked out .
All I remember is thinking
I don't wanna die .
𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡𓀡
