Abuse [Brendon Urie FF]

Chapter 1- A fever you cant sweat out

"STOP STOP." I yelled but my mother wouldnt stop hitting me.
"I TOLD YOU TO STOP BEATING ON THE TABLE." My mother said smacking the shit out of me.

Oh great here comes Ryan to help. Ryan starts to kick me and get up and run out the door.

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING?" Ryan yelled he threw a stick jabbing me behind my leg causing me to fall.

I whimper i just lay on the wet grass, it starts to rain. I get up and limp to the bridge i sit under it and pull the stick out. I make a small cry i walk to the drug store and steal $15 out of this ladys purse with out her knowing. I buy a bandage and some peroxide. I go back to the bridge and clean the wound and put the bandage on. I had $2 left i walked to the nearest Mcdonalds and bought a burger and ate it down in one bite. I havnt had food in 5 weeks. I find a bench and fall asleep.

"Hey kid." A park ranger said

I look up.

"You cant sleep there go home." He says. I get up and walk home.

When i walk in there thay all are my mom, dad and Ryan.

"Where the hell were you?" My drunk dad asked
"Out." I responded
"Oh look, looks like someone couldn't handle the pain." Ryan said looking at my knee. He kicks it and I scream.
"Shut up little baby." He said and starts kicking me then they all join in on the 'fun'.

They finally stop i just lay on the floor in pain. I finally get up and limp to my room im in so much pain. I layed in bed crying.

"Stop crying you little whimp." Ryan said comming iver and smacking me.
"Stop!" I screamed in pain
"Take your pants off." Ryan said
"Why?" I asked
"Because i said so." He told me
"No." I tell him
"TAKE YOUR PANTS OFF! Be for i fucking slap you!" He commanded

I took my pants off, he put them un ice cold water. "Put them on." He commanded
"No you cant make me." I said
"PUT THE DAMN PANTS ON!" He yelled

I put the pants back on cold wet pants sticking to my legs. No cover no nothing. Ryan laughing his ass off, i lay in the cold thinking.

Why do my parents hate me? Why does Ryan get everything and i dont? Whats wrong with me? I want to curl up in a ball and die.

I never sleep, the break of dawn i get up and clean the dishes from last night, clean the house and does the laundry because no one else can do it. Ryan walks in and throws mud all over the house and dishes.

"Hey! I was done with that." I said
"You missed a spot moms going to be pissed." Ryan said laughing.

I can hear mom coming.

"BRENDON WHAT THE FUCK YOUR SUPPOSED TO CLEAN THE HOUSE NOT MAKE IT MESSY." She yelled smacking my face making me fall to the ground.
"I didnt do it... I swear... Ryan did it." I said but i knew she wouldnt belive me.
"He would nevef do that." She said grabbing me my the arm ties me in a chair smacking me with whip.

I cry in pain, she puts a rag in my mouth and keeps hitting me. Here comes my dad and hits my with a beer bottle breaking it cutting the back of my head. I scream in pain ending up kicking my mother.

"YOU DO NOT KICK MY MR." She yelled smacking me with a whip across the face.

I was let untied and had to clean the house i cried the whole day.

Why should i live why cant i just die. No one loves me.