I Can't Like You (Maxley)

Father

                             Chapter 1

Bradley's father was sitting on the wingback chair whilst reading off a newspaper.

"Do you have a girlfriend yet?"

The question was directed to Bradley. Mr. Uppercrust's voice was sharp and intense. Like a steel trap or a knife cutting through wood.

Bradley's spine shivered everytime he heard his father speak. Almost like he wanted to end his life at every second a question was targeted to him from his dad.

silence filled the room

Until he finally spoke

"... no father."

"Pathetic"

The expected answer, as usual.

What is he gonna do about it?
Leave the room?

Bradley stood up from his chair ready to leave but a call of that same voice sounded even more pierce

"Sit down"

"yes... father."

"You've got the courage to leave, boy? That's some nerve you got in your blood"

Should he defend himself, or just sit there and listen to the ranting he's used to?

"Why'd you have to make a big deal of the smallest things ever?"

Bradley stood up and faced his father. He was unable to hold his temper no more. But the second these words came out, regret filled his guts to the maximum.

what did I do. God please no. Make this end. Please please pleas-

A full hand, unlooked-for slap striked Bradley's face. It truly hurts like a bitch.

I can't cry. no. Crying is pathetic.

"Hope this teaches you to be mannerly. Now leave, I don't want to see this piteous face of yours"

It's like his voice was only getting more agonizing.

He turned his back and left. Tears filling his dull eyes as he walks to the bathroom and locks himself in.
Salty tears drop on the sink. He sobbed quietly so his dad won't hear the pain dripping out of Bradley's harmed body.

The razor blade ran across his arm, gazing at it when the drops of suffering washed over the red cuts.

Scars over scars over scars.
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This is chapter is indeed short, but the next ones are going to be longer, hopefully :D

348 words.