He Found Out

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(Sorry about the last chapter being short I'll try to make this one long)
Sprout was sitting in the attic crying, his eyes were swollen and puffy they were also red. Sprout got up to leave the attic, he started walking downstairs to get some food. His father didn't cook anything for him and there was nothing in the fridge. He missed his mom. He found a bag of chips and just as he was gonna open it until, his father slapped him. "WHO TOLD YOU THAT YOU COULD COME DOWN HERE HUH?" He yelled in anger. Sprout looked up at him in fear. He only used to act like this to his mom. Sprout's father threw him onto the cold wooden floor. Sprout quivered in fear. He then kicked Sprout, then took out a knife saying, "Sprout if I see you down here again this knife will be the last thing you ever see." Sprout got up and ran into the attic. As he opened the door he saw Flower.
"Flower why are you here?" He said wiping his tears. 
"I heard your mom died and I wanted to check in on you!" Flower said with a comforting smile.  Sprout looked at him in confusion,
"But how did you know I moved to the attic?" Asked Sprout.
"I'm in your walls" Said Flower with a chuckle.
"That is very much stalker behavior Flower." Said Sprout with a worried look.
"That was so mean! Im leaving!" Said Flower climbing out the window.
"Ok bye! I hope you fall." Said Sprout with an annoyed look.
"You're so kind." Said Flower sarcastically.
(Flower actually fell) Sprout heard him fall and went to check what happened.
"HA! YOU ACTUALLY FELL?" Said Sprout laughing
"AND ITS YOUR FAULT!" Yelled Flower annoyed. Sprout was laughing so much that he fell out too.
"HAHA, LOOK WHO FELL NOW!" Said Flower now laughing at him. Sprout blushed as he looked at Flower laughing, but the laughter slowly faded as Sprout woke up. He woke up and looked at him in the mirror.
His eyes were still red and puffy. He wished he could go back in time. In the mirror he saw someone under his bed hiding.
"Sprout are you ok? Why is there scars on your face?" Said the person.
"Flower!?" Exclaimed Sprout quickly turning around. "I-" Sprout got cut off by Flower.
"I didn't leave night I was waiting out your window. I know that's weird, but I heard what happened." Said Flower. Sprouts eyes widened,
"What do you mean, you saw everything?" He said starting to panic. "I promise it's nothing my dad is amazing he's really kind-" He again got cut off.
"Stop lying Sprout, you know if I believed you I wouldn't be coming here all the time?" Said Flower. Sprout trying to convince Flower it was nothing. "Then why  are there cuts and bruises on your face.?" Said Flower.
"Well- uh- about that" Sprout tried to think of an excuse.
"See you don't have an excuse!" Flower said.
"Look I have a good explanati-"
"Then why were you crying last night? Does this happen normally? Why didn't you tell me? How long has this been happening?"Flower fought.
"Flower! This is my problem not yours you need to kind your own business! Also stop asked me so many questions! It's overwhelming me!" Said Sprout tears in his eyes. He didn't want to tell Flower yet, he can deal with it on his own.
"Sprout you can't keep letting him do this! It's not good terrible even!" Yelled Flower.
"Flower, coming is just going to make things worse. Now please leave we can continue this later when my dad isn't home." Pleaded Sprout.
"Your dad isn't here right now he left for work." Replied Flower.
"How do you know?" Said Sprout starting to get annoyed. If Flower kept this up he would start crying, but before he could anything Flower said.
"Saw him leave, but why you care if he's home or not? Scared?" Sprout froze. He no longer knew what to say or do.
"Flower stop!" Yelled Sprout. He started to cry painful tears. Just then Flower realized how he hurt Sprout. He ran to hug him.
"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." Said Flower trying to comfort Sprout. "But you know what your dad is doing isn't good?" Flower told Sprout.
"Get out Flower!" Sprout yelled crying pushing him away.

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