A Journey with Justin

Chapter 2: Night with the Tomlinsons

Louis POV

My family was always the kind of people who everyone got along with.

I was always excited to be around for the reunions,

but since my mother was gone, there was no use.

Everything changed, my own family hated me as well since that day.

My father always ruined my happiness,

every chance I get to be happy, he ruins it.

I swear family is suppose to be the number one thing in life, but to me it's just something you just wish for which some can't have.

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Louis POV

"did I just ask you clean the windshield?!" shouted my father.

"I-I did, see" I stuttered showing him the shiny glass.

"then what are they stains on here?" he asked sternly.

"t-those are w-water stains"

"and how exactly they theses get here?!" he's kidding me right?

"by washing the windshield" I told him like it was the most obvious thing.

Bad decision.

I felt a huge stink on my face, knowing that he slapped me.

"You don't talk to me like that, you hear! Your lucky this time, it would of have been a missing tooth" he mumbled getting in the car, "now get in!"

I tried holding back my tears from the pain the stuck on my cheek.

I quickly got into the car as we drove us.

Off to the reunion.

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"LOUIS!" shouted my sisters excitedly.

They ran up to me, attacking me with their hugs.

I winced as they squeezed me, I still had those bruise from yesterday.

"are you okay Lou?" Lottie asked me concerned,

I just gave them my best fake smile and nodded.

"Louis, sweetheart!" my Aunt Mary hugged me happily.

I smiled in her warmth, she's the only one who understands me.

She knows my father well, I'm glad she's there for me.

"how you been sweetheart?" she asked.

As I was about to answer, I was cut off by her explored my with questions.

"Have you been eating while? Are you doing well in school? Has you father been treating you goodly?"

I did what I always did when I ever people asked me these questions, lie.

Plus I could feel my father's eyes glare behind me, which means to lie of course.

"yes Aunt Mary, I'm doing great" I fake smiled.

She knew I was lying, she could sense it but she let it slide.

"alright, now let's go greet the rest of the family"

I nodded as I walked to the dining room, I looked at my father before going in.

I can't tell anyone about my father,

just one word to anyone about this then I'm died.

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"I'm not going to drink that" I told my cousin Tyson.