Ghost

:1-Father:

Alex was in his room. Humming to himself as he covered his ears. His parents were yelling in the kitchen.

The part Alex doesn't like is that they are fighting about him. It isn't usually like that. Always financial problems or relationship issues.

Ever since he came out as bisexual his step-father has hit him, hit his mother whenever she tried to stop him, and even...rape him sometimes.

He heard his door open and he looked. His mom was there crying. "Vamos." (Let's go), She said, those tears ruining her beautiful face. Alex sat up. "¿Volví a hacer algo mal?" (Did i do something wrong again), Alex asked.

His mother shook her head. Being thrown out of the way by his step-father. "¡No vas a ninguna parte, maricón!" (You're not going anywhere, faggot!), His step-father yelled.

He got closer to Alex. Punching him in his gut. Alex toppled over in pain before being picked up by his hair. His mothers screams of "¡Por favor!" (Please!).

Alex was pushed against his bed. His head being slammed against the bed. "¿Te gusta que te traten como a una puta?" (Do you like to be treated like a whore?), His step-dad asked. Leaning Alex up and putting two fingers into his mouth.

Alex gagged and cried. Trying to get this man off him. He shook his head to the man's question. That didn't do it though, because then the step-dad stripped his 'son' of his clothing.

"¡No, por favor, no lo toques!" (No please don't touch him!). His mother cried. Pulling on her new husbands arm. Though that resulted in her being pushed.

His attention being turned back to Alex. "¡Te gusta la polla en el culo!" (You like cock in the ass!). Alex shook his head. Screaming as he felt this man grind his knee against him.

His mother gasped. Not being able to do anything. She froze. She couldn't believe he was doing this to her son, HER son.

The guy took his fingers out of Alex's mouth. Resulting in Alex crying out and whining. "¡Por favor, Déjame en paz!" (Please, leave me alone!).

He went silent as he felt his 'dad' force the two fingers into him. Alex's mother finally built the courage. She slapped her husbands neck. Pulling onto his hair. Since this action caught him off guard he went with the pull.

"¡Eres una puta zorra!" (You're a fucking bitch!), he yelled. He got up and pushed the mom outside the room. Slamming the door after he got out.

The screaming continued. Though Alex lay naked and helpless on his bed. He didn't like when his 'dad' per-say got like this.

His mom could never do anything. He was glad that it didn't go as far as it did the last time. The fighting soon stopped with the front door slamming.

His mom rushed back to his room. "¡Vamos!" (Let's go!), she said hurried. Alex got up and got dressed as fast as he could.

His mom grabbed one of his bags and started packing some of his clothing. Just enough to last a week.

"¿Para qué es eso?" (What is that for?), Alex asked. Looking at his mom zip the bag. She shook her head. "Por favor, entra en el coche." (Please get in the car.), his mom asked. Alex nodded and walked uncomfortably to the car

That asshole wasn't out here. He wanted to smile, laugh, and scream with joy...but couldn't find that in him.

He sat in the car and his mom rushed out. She through the bag in the back as she started the car. "¿A dónde vamos?" (Where are we going?). Alex asked. Looking at his mom expectedly.

"Tu padre." (Your father), she said. Alex opened his eyes wide. He hasn't seen his real father since his mom started dating that sorry excuse of a man.

Alex nodded slowly, turning his face back to the road. A few minutes later. Probably like 13 minutes, they got to Sam's house.

They got out and walked to the front door. His mom looked at him. Smiling before knocking. Alex looked over the house. It looked haunted.

The door opened and he saw his father. The same green haired man, mask and pixelated jacket. "Uhm...what are you doing here?" Sam asked confused.

His mother started speaking English. Very rare for her to do. Sam then noticed Alex. "Wait. Your new boyfriend, husband tried to rape him?"

His mother nodded, frowning. "Can he stay with you?" She said, a very obvious accent in her voice. Sam nodded. "Then you? Where are you going?"

"I'll stay at a friends. Please protect our boy." She said handing Alex his bag of clothes. "He has a weeks worth of clothing." Sam nodded.

Alex walked cautiously to his dad. Smiling faintly. "Hello my boy." He said. Alex furrowed his brows. "Hello..."

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Wow. Uhm...cringing...not sure if I put the right translation...but...it'll be English talking, only Spanish when he's with his mama.