𝘍𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳 || 𝘓𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘹 𝘈𝘶

Chapter 6 // Trauma...

-Lucas pov-

Flashback

2 weeks ago

It was a normal Friday night after school in Chicago until I returned home. As I entered my broken home that horrifying Friday evening I was greeted with several blows to my kidney,spine and my ribs. I felt completely numb. I couldn't even cry from all the pain. Abuse has become a common theme in my household nowadays. Whenever my dad got blacked out drunk he would always be full of anger and he directed his anger towards me since grandma died. He would even try to hurt my little sister Erica but I always was there protecting her taking the hits for her. I felt my vision blurring as my father continued to punch me,kick me and completely destroy my body.

"Your a FuCkinnng mIsTakeeeeeE?!" My dad slurs out continuing his assault on me.

I close my eyes letting the pain absorb me as the darkness finally takes over...

-flashback over-

Present Day

-Lucas pov-

I lay up on my bed sweating remembering that horrible memory. Truth is every time I close my eyes I think about it. I think about all the pain I was feeling and anger I felt towards my father.

When I was younger my dad was my superhero.

Now he's just a abusive piece of shit...

He was a below average father...

He has honestly become my worst nightmare...

That day it happened my parents decided to move to Indiana to avoid getting arrested for nearly killing me.

I don't even think my body has fully recovered from it. For all I know I could have eternal bleeding or something like that.

They didn't move me to this small little town because they wanted me to live a better life.

It was because my mother wants to protect my father and avoid any jail time. I don't know what she's sees in him but he's not the same loving dad and husband he once was. Ever since Grandma died 1 year ago he became rage full angry and abusive.

I wonder if one day he will come back to his senses and return to the man he once was.

I sigh as I try to block out the negative thoughts.

What could I think about it instead? I ask myself.

Hmm...I keep thinking.

Maybe school and the new friends I made. Everywhere I go I normally don't fit in but there's something different about this small town in Indiana.

For some reason I have a good feeling about this place. The people here are nice unlike Chicago...

In Chicago I was bullied for my skin and for being a nerd. So I vowed when we moved here to Indiana that I would try something new.

Like football and becoming popular and it seems like it's already working...

So I worked out a lot in the summer to get prepared for football but also to help my body recover from the constant abuse from my father. It went hand in hand and Plus working out helps my mind have a break from reality at home.