John; Branch! Get in here right now!!!
Branch; *comes in like a scared puppy* w-what did I do?....
John: there's so many dishes in the fucking sick!!!!
Branch; but I never-
John; you got an hour. *says coldly into his face as he walks out.
Branch; *watches in fear as he walks out confused why he's yelling at em to do the dishes and turns and sees the dishes almost covering up the window and knows he's gonna have to do it now then having to just stare cause if John sees em standing there he'd won't be so nice*
An hour later
John: *comes by and sees em finishing up and putting it away and falling to the floor and grabs em by the hair* oh you ain't done yet.
Branch; *almost jumps out of his skin*
John; *throws em into his room* clean this shit up branch. I swear your a damn child. I wanna see you after this.
Branch: *nods his head terrified of what he needed em for and starts cleaning room*
Two hours later
Branch; *finshes up and heads out to find John scaredly. He peers around and spots em and stands there waiting for em to notice him to scared to speak*
John: God. That took you to long.
Branch; I'm- I'm s-sorry. *chokes back tears*
John; come.
Branch; *scaredly he does so*
John: *grabs em by the shirt and starts to strip em*
Branch: *eyes widen in fear and fights em and tries to escape em* NO PLEASE!!! STOP!!! STOP!!! LET ME GO!!
John: looks like the BABY needs a diaper change!!! *holds his squirming body down with his hair*
Branch: *screams*
John: *stands up and looks down at em as he let's em go*
Branch: *shakes and cries*
John: *kneels down to his level* until you can grow up and show that your a grown up....your dressing like this til you prove to me that your a full adult.
Branch: *feels hurt and runs off into his room. He cries into his pillow. He screams angrily hating being treated like this. Hated being beaten, hated HATED John. He sits up and sees a blade...a knife. He grabs it*
Just them the door swtings open.
Bruce: *gasps at the sight*
Branch; *gets frightened and tries to surpass em*
Bruce; *grabs em and holds em by his waist and carries em out and calls out for john*
Branch; *hearing the name John was enough to make em struggle* no no no!! Let me go!! *kicks legs and pushes on his arms and wiggles and hits his arm with his gist and wiggles more* nooo!!! LET go of me!!!!
John: Well well well, isn't it the baby. Ay?
Branch; *avoids eye contact knowing he's screwed but still tries to make an effort*
Bruce: you did this to yourself kid.
Branch: No i-i-i-i...
Bruce; *gives John the balde that was in his hand not that long ago*
John: *takes it and looks at it then at branch then at the blade then at bruce*
Bruce; *nods head* exactly.
