Dollhouse.

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Levi's POV

I can remember in highschool. It was the worst years of my life. Bullys, abuse, deppression, denial.

I cant remember the last time i was happy. Oh wait- yes I can it was when I was with my mom. Before my dad drove her to suicide. He still the murder in  my dictionary. He beats me and my sister mikasa I've attempted suicide multiple times but it never really works out.

"YOU IDIOT!!!" My dad yells. I've just  broke a glass plate. But thats treson in my dads house. He pulls my hair and I get dragged into the basement. Also known as the 'playroom'

D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E I see things that nobody else see's...

 

I get punched  in the face.

"Mom, please wake up

Dad's with a slut

And your son is smoking cannabis"

I try to crawl away. "nice try." He pulls me back by my foot and gets ontop of me. Blood and tears stream down my face. Stop means nothing. Crys are worthless. Everyone thinks I'm happy. But I can't comprehend all of the nasty things in me.

pain

pain

pain.

It's over and i'm left alone naked in the basement.

No one ever listens

This wallpaper glistens

Don't let them see what goes down in the kitchen

ERENS POV

I'm blinded by a headache. I wake up in another room. I'm scared and alone. Has dad finally sold me away? "Brat." I here someone say. I look over and see Levi standing in the doorway with his arms crossed." "You've been sleeping all day. Wake up." I sit up and hold my head. Levi walks over and holds something out to me, it's 2 blue oval pills. "It's asprin." "Oh, Thanks." I dry swallow it. "Damn I could've gotten you water." "Its fine." "Do you want pankakes?" I nod.

I didn't know levi cooks. He leads me to the kitchen And I Notice how clean the house is -  especially when it's so big. It's mostly everything withe with black marble stares. There are white roses in black vases. In the living room theres a black leather couch and a glass coffee table with a black flat screen, and this thing was made WITH the house it was hanging off the white walls. In the kitchen theres a white refregerator and black and white stoves and cabnets. I sit at the other glass table which is like the other one exsept this ones bigger. There are a mixture of black and white seats. There is a  chanderlier above the table and an identical one in the living room. 

This beats my crappy apartment

"Sit." Levi orders. I obey. I sit and I wait as he makes breakfeast. "Thanks." "For what?" He asks in his husky voice. I love his husky voice. Wait what? NO! I am not gay. "For everything, taking me here, making me breakfeast. Taking care of me." I can literally feel his eyes roll. "Don't mention it." He turns to look at me. "I mean I can't imagine the lies I could of told you last night." He stops all movement and stares off at the wall. I see a hurt exspression go across his face he tries to hide it by looking like he dosn't care but it's too late. "Whatever." He says. How could I have possibly hurt Levi, the strong independent Levi? What did I do last night?

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