Rhett McLaughlin Was My Angel(Rhett and Link Fanfiction)

Prologue

It's been three months.....three months since my fathers passing. Three months since my mom became an abusive alcoholic.For Three months I've had enough.

Mom: Where is my beer!
I heard her shout from the living room.

I lay on my bed has I hear her shout. I get out of bed to fulfill her wishes.

Mom: Don't forget to bring me ice! She kicks me forward to the kitchen.

I go to the fridge and pull out a beer. I go the cupboard and pull out a glass. I fill the cup with ice and return to the living room where my sat in her chair. She violently pulls the things out of my hands and Shoos me off.

I go back to my room and lay on my bed again. I stare blankly at the ceiling. Only moments go by when my mom comes crashing into my room.

Mom: I thought I told you to take out the trash this morning!

I sit up.

Me: I told you that I would it do this evening....

She gets up in my face.I could smell the beer under her breath.Out of the corner of my eye I see she is clenching onto a belt. I shiver.

Mom: When I say it the trash gets taken out in the morning. I better be taken out in the morning!

In slow motion, I could see my mother rasing the belt and move towards my face. I felt the sting has it touched my face. I covered my face before she could come back in. I fall on the bed and curl up into a ball has an act of surrender.

Mom: I don't want to see you coming out of the Room for the Rest of the night!

She leaves and slams my door. I lay there on the bed still curled up. The place were she hit me begins to sting more has tears fall from my eyes.

Tears dry and I sit up. I look over to my full size mirrior and see a huge bruise that has formed around my eye. I slowly touched it and I flinch in pain. I continue to look at my reflection. What was going to become of me If I stay here? My eye started to throb in pain. I would die if I stayed here any longer.

I looked away from the mirrior. I looked straight at my dresser were an empty backpack rested on top. I knew something had to be done.

I quietly got dressed and put everything that could possibly fit in my bag. A change of clothes, hat,gloves,a extra pair of socks and finally a picture of me and my dad. I laced up my shoes and threw on my coat.

I did my very to best stealthy has I opened up my bedroom door. I quietly tip-toed to the front door and just has I opened the door, I felt a hard grip on my shoulder. I look back and once I made eye contact with her, I could feel the grip on my shoulder tighten.

Mom: Where do you think you are going!?

With no words I pulled out of the grip she had on me and pushed her away from me. I bolted out the door and ran away from the house has fast has I could.

I could hear her yelling for me but soon the yells were muffled has I ran father. One thing was certain......I was never coming back.