OUTRUN THE TRUTH {OMORI AU} (OLD)

4 Years Later....

TW: Child Abuse, Child neglect, Suicidal thoughts, Bullying, and Depression.

BASIL's eyes gradually open and his vision starts to clear, revealing his bland ceiling which he stares at blankly. Another day to suffer. He sits up, wincing at the pain in his arms and legs. Ah, that's right. POLLY had beaten him last night. He didn't want to remember but it was a daily occurrence where POLLY would drink away her sorrows only to take it out on BASIL. This has been happening ever since BASIL's parents died due to unknown circumstances. He was starting to grow tired of his life. He wondered if dying would solve all his problems, it was not like anyone wanted or cared for him. He shakes his head, it's too early in the morning to be thinking these thoughts. He gets up, looking around his shoddy room. Since POLLY no longer cared for him correctly that meant he had no clothes that fit him whatsoever. He goes through his drawer, not expecting anything fresh or new. He guessed he had to go around in his dirtied clothes again. He wished he had a better life than this shit hole he called home. Loud banging makes him flinch as he looks towards the door. It must be POLLY.

That can't be good.

'BASIL, you brat! Wake up and clean the house or I'll beat your ass again! Do not test me child.', POLLY bangs the door once more before stomping away.

BASIL sighs, if his life didn't get any better he was going to kill himself for sure. BASIL opens the door slightly, peeping out his head before running into the bathroom and locking it. The bathroom was a mess as there were cigarette buds everywhere, and the smell of it was god-awful. BASIL stepped over the buds and walked to the sink, the sink was disgusting as well with mold coming out of the sink. Maybe he should freshen up at AUBREY's house? He was sure he was going to get some type of disease from that tap water. But at the same time that would mean depending on AUBREY and he sure as hell wasn't going to do that. A lot had changed during these four years. Each and one of his friends changed for the worse except for AUBREY. He was no exception to this, as he was just as awful as his 'friends'. He looks at himself in the mirror. His once vibrant blue eyes were now a dark cloud of sorrow. He no longer had blonde hair anymore, as he dyed it dark blue a long time ago. Of course, his hair was still the same just slightly longer. God, what happened to him? Where did everything...go wrong? He clunches his fist in frustration, why did all these things have to happen to him? Why did his parents have to die? His grandma won't even look at him now, all she does is spend her time in her room. Not even caring that her caretaker was beating her grandchild to a pulp almost every single day. 

He was at the urge of crying but stopped himself. He wasn't a crybaby anymore, he wasn't going to cry no matter what. He takes a slow deep breath, calming himself down. He was getting a lot of those thoughts recently. He unlocks the door and heads to the living room quietly. POLLY was passed out drunk on the couch, this wasn't uncommon for BASIL as she did this every day. He might as well start cleaning before she wakes up. He goes under the cupboard and gets a black trash bag. BASIL starts to pick up all the bottles of alcohol on the floor including the trash that was also on the floor. His body ached as his stomach started to growl. He was starving. He realized he hadn't eaten in 4 days. His body was barely keeping up, he sighs. He was going to have to beg for food again or either steal some. He finishes picking up the trash from the floor, tying the trash bag. BASIL goes outside and puts the trash bag into the bin. He hears loud footsteps approaching from behind, and suddenly he is forcefully shoved into the nearby trash bin. BASIL lands atop the bin with a groan before turning to see who pushed him.

It was HERO.

'I wasn't expecting you to come outside today, FLOWER BOY. What? Are you doing some spring cleaning? Doing women's work suits you.', HERO mocks BASIL as he snickers. The brown-haired boy had lost it after he saw MARI hanging four years ago. He was no longer the same. HERO grabs BASIL by the hair, making BASIL yelp in pain. With a forceful toss, he flings BASIL towards the fence, and before BASIL can even attempt to rise, he delivers a brutal kick to his stomach.

'BASIL, you really should've stayed inside. You know what happens when you come out. Idiot. You should honestly just die at this point, I mean NO ONE EVEN CARES ABOUT YOU.', HERO glares at BASIL. BASIL coughs as he looks up at the tall man.

'God dammit, HERO..! Can I not fucking take out my own trash now?! You fucking lowlife!', BASIL manages to squeeze out though it sounds rather pathetic than threatening.

HERO becomes enraged and seizes BASIL by the collar, causing BASIL to resist with kicks and scratches that prove futile. In a fit of fury, HERO slams BASIL onto the ground, resulting in screams of agony from BASIL. BASIL's vision was getting blurry but he was still conscious somehow. HERO drags BASIL and dumps him into the trash bin.

'Ohh POLLY! BASIL isn't doing his chores! You should really teach him a lesson.,' HERO smirks as he bangs on the front door. This wakes up POLLY. HERO grins at BASIL before flipping him off and leaving. POLLY slams the front door open, she goes outside and sees BASIL crawling out of the trash bin. BASIL slowly turns his head to her as she approached with malice. This makes BASIL afraid. Without giving him a chance to speak, POLLY seizes BASIL by the hair and forcefully drags him inside. She flings him in front of her, causing his body to collide harshly with the wooden floor. BASIL coughs, he has already gotten a beating from HERO, and now POLLY? This day was getting worse by the second.

'You disgusting child! How DARE you not do your chores and play around?! Do you want a beating again?', POLLY yells, anger fills her voice as she glares menacingly at BASIL who was shaken by her gaze.

'P..POLLY I was doing my chores! I was taking out the trash before HERO had bothered me and...dumped me into the trash bin..', BASIL tries to explain, but he sounds meek and afraid.

'Why don't you be a man and defend yourself! You should've been born a woman with those features of yours. How pathetic. You can't even fight to defend your own pride, you shouldn't even be called a man.', POLLY approaches BASIL, making BASIL crawl back from fear.

This...This wasn't good at all. He was going to get killed by POLLY. He wanted to be a musician in the future and get out of this hell hole. Why does everything always go against him? As BASIL attempts to crawl away, POLLY delivers a kick to his ribs, causing him to cough in agony.

'You are lucky that you're still alive. I would've left you for dead if it were not for the contract I made with your idiot parents. Be glad that you give me money.', POLLY stomps on BASIL's side. BASIL wheezes and gasps for air, and in response, POLLY grabs her half-full glass bottle of alcohol and pours it onto his head. With a smirk, she proceeds to taunt him for his appearance and perceived femininity. BASIL spits out the alcohol, cringing at its taste. POLLY stands back up before going to the front door.

'This house better be clean by the time I come back, or you know what's going to happen to you.', She says before leaving the house.

BASIL was all alone now. He breathed haggardly as he plops onto his back. He stares at the ceiling with his vision blurring. Why did this happen..? All he wanted was to live a normal life. He...-

BASIL's head spins as he slowly closes his eyes. His body was in extreme pain but somehow he managed to pass out. The last thing he could think of was.

Why him? Why does he have to go through all this suffering..? This...wasn't...fair...

He bet SUNNY didn't have to go through all this...

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