WARNING: this story contains violence, sexuality and strong, offensive language. Read with caution!!! Not recommended for younger than 12 years of age!!!
I'm Harry. Harold Edward Styles to be exact. I'm young. Only seventeen years, eleven of which, I have been tortured endlessly during. I decided the best way to survive in this living hell is to shut everyone out. Everybody and anybody. I also should mention I'm gay. Yeah I know faggot right here.
My step dad, Mark, has loathed me since the day my mom died. It went like this....
"Anne I can't deal with this faggot on my own."
"Mark I love you and Harry but I-"
Her head feel lifelessly in his lap. The only thing Mark could do was blame me, so that's what he did. He took my scrawny body body in his hands and threw me into a wall. I woke up the next morning with a throbbing head ache, knowing I wasn't going to enjoy the rest of my pathetic life.
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FanfictionHarry Styles is seventeen and has been abused for the majority of his life. He's broken. At school he shuts every one out. At home he's constantly beaten by his step dad, Mark, who is drunk or high most of the time. He just allows Harry to endure wh...
