SDMN Oneshots

Minijzl

TW's: Swearing, Abuse, F slur (censored)

(AU Note: Tobi is 18 and Simon is 19 in this story)

Tobi's POV:

I finished high school with my best friend Simon about 4 months ago but that didn't mean I could escape my dad. Simon is the only person who is aware of this but my dad is very abusive towards me and he wasn't proud of me at all when I graduated from school. My mum passed away when I was 5 and ever since her death, my father has just become extremely abusive, he has engaged in alcohol intake and he always brings random women home, even when he knows I am there.

Today was not a good day for me at all, I was walking home from Simon's house since I had nothing to do that day but my dad was not happy about it. As soon as I walked through the front door, he grabbed me by the shoulder and threw me against a wall, "WHERE WERE YOU, YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME DINNER", "I-I'm sorry, I d-didn't know", "THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH, I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN". Those words hit me harder than he ever had and all the tears I was holding back just came out, I couldn't help it, everything he said to me just hurt but he had never said that before.

I got myself out of his grasp and ran to my room quickly shutting and locking the door behind me. I slid against my door and sobbed, this lasted for hours and by the time I was done, my dad was already drunk as fuck on the couch. I was about to go to the bathroom when my phone started to ring, I looked over to see it was Simon, I went into panic mode because what if he saw bruises, what if he saw I was crying, what if he can tell I'm upset. I couldn't leave him hanging so I answered but I kept my camera off.

"Hey Tobi!", "h-hey Si", "You ok?", "y-yea I'm fine w-why do you ask", "Because it sounds like you were crying". FUCK FUCK FUCK, HOW CAN HE TELL, "n-no everything is o-ok", "If you say so!", I felt so bad lying to him, he just seemed so happy and I didn't want to burden him with my problems, I don't wanna force my shit life onto his. We called for another 3 hours before I heard a glass bottle smash on the floor and loud aggressive footsteps coming up the stairs, I muted almost immediately as I couldn't let Simon hear everything that was about to happen.

"TOBI, GET YOUR WORTHLESS ASS OUT HERE RIGHT NOW", I wish this didn't have to happen but I knew if I didn't obey it would just get worse. I walked out and was met with a harsh slap to the face and a kick to the ribs, "WHY ARE YOU SO USELESS, WHY DID YOUR MOTHER HAVE TO DIE AND STICK YOU WITH ME", I couldn't speak at all, I was so scared and upset that no words could come out of my mouth, "STOP CRYING YOU DUMB PIECE OF SHIT, THIS IS WHY NO ONE WILL EVER LIKE YOU AND YOU WILL NEVER GET ANY BITCHES YOU F*GGOT PIECE OF CRAP". He was just taking out all his emotions on me + him being drunk didn't help, he hadn't really been this harsh before so this just completely broke me, I was so scared that I couldn't speak or move, all I could do was cry and shake.

He was about to walk away and leave me alone but of course he had to turn around, he punched me around my whole body a countless amount of times, he kicked my sides a whole bunch of times, he yelled insults and slurs in my ears and he cut my skin with a piece of glass he got from one of the bottles he broke, after all of that he finally stumbled downstairs and out the front door. I limped back into my room as I was in so much pain I could barley even walk, there were bruises forming all around my body, my entire body was in immense pain and there was blood running down my cheek, legs and arms..

I finally made my way to my bed and flopped on it, I turned over my phone and saw Simon never left the call, he was just showing himself playing a game or something, I unmuted myself and prepared my voice to make it seem like I was ok. "I'm so sorry Si, I was just uhm doing something", "Oh don't worry it's ok Tobs, you all good though?", "y-yea I'm alright", "That's good I was just checking in on you", "o-ok thank you", "Ofc anytime!". I told him I had to go and make dinner, it was for my dad but I wasn't gonna tell him that, truth is I haven't eaten in 2 days since my dad won't let me and everytime I am in the kitchen for any other reason other than making him food then he just calls me a fat shit or just insults me about my weight and threatens to beat me if I take food.