My Best Friend's Brother (Editing)

Chapter Five

WARNING: Trigger

Andy P.O.V

I can't believe he wants to know about my past. I don't like telling anyone about my past. If I tell him he might leave me.

"I can...I can't tell you about my past. You...you might end up leaving me." I whispered against his chest.

"No baby, I won't. I promise you." He said holding me tighter.

"Y-you promise?" I asked.

"Promise." He said kissing the top of my head.

"Uhm okay here goes." I said and I took s deep breath.

"When I was eleven years old my mother died mysteriously in her sleep the doctors did not find anything wrong with her. A year after she passed away my dad started changing."

"He was turning into a monster. He would come home and scream and shout at me, he would tell me about how much I looked like my mother."

"As months passed his shouts got louder and louder. And it all went from being shouted at to being shoved and pushed around. He would let me starve for day."

"From being shouted at to being shoved to being starved. I thought it could never get worse than that, but I was wrong. It got worse."

"One day at school Josh and his friends pushed me around and they ended up beating me causing me to get home late. When I got home all I could smell was alcohol"

"My dad beat me up that day. He beat me up so bad that I was unconscious for a whole week."

"Mandy found out that my father was abusing and starving me, she would sneak into my bedroom with food and some medicine. She would help me clean the house and make food for my dad just so he does not have a reason to beat me up."

"But that all backfired, my dad found out that I was gay. He came home one day and he was angry, the was breaking things in the house and when that did not seem to satisfy his anger he turned to me his punching bag."

"That went on for years and years and no one questioned me about the injuries apart from Mandy. Everyday it was the same cycle."

"Until Four years ago he came home and he told me to put my faggot ways to work. He...he...he uhm...he forced me onto my knees and he...he..he took off his pants and uhm..." all those memories coming back to me, I couldn't help but break out into tears.

"Its okay baby if you don't want to talk about it it's fine." He said hugging me.

"No I want to talk about it. It's better if you know my past, I'd like for you to love me with my flawed past." I whispered.

"Okay baby as long as your comfortable with tell me than it's okay with me, just don't force yourself. Okay?" He asked looking into my eyes and when I nodded he whipped my tears away and he gave me a light kiss and smiled.

"Well uhm...he took off his pants and thrust his cock into my mouth. This would happen twice every night. It went on for years until one day he decided to take things further."

"Three years ago he came home sober as ever. He came into my room and started taking my clothes off. He ripped my clothes off and when he took of his own clothes I started to panic!"

"Earlier that day I felt like something bad was going to happen. I went into his room and I found a gun. I stole the gun and hid it under my pillow."

"When he tried to rape me I pulled out the gun and I aimed it at him. He told me I was too much of a pussy to pull the trigger. I proved him wrong."

"He didn't believe that I had it in me. He tried to continue with what he was doing. I aimed the gun to his head and I shot him. When I shot him he fell off the bed but I didn't stop shooting him until the gun ran out of bullets."

"It felt like everything around me was in slow motion. All I remember was Mandy hugging me and waking up in the hospital. I never got charged because it was self defense."

"I tried reporting it to the police but it was impossible because he had connections in the police force. I shot my father twelve times."

"Rumors went around that I killed an innocent man. He was never innocent I was the victim. Ever since then people in this town have been treating me like dirt. All because I was trying to keep all innocence I had left."

"Oh my God baby. I am so sorry." He whispered and hugged me tightly.

"Its a good thing he is already dead. I would have hunted him down and killed him myself." He chuckled.

"I really can't get the image if my dad's dead body out of my head." I whimpered.

"Its okay baby please don't cry. I'm here for you no matter what." He said sitting up against his headboard. He pulled me into his lap and rocked me back and forth.

"Kevin?"

"Hmmm?" He answered.

"Do you hate me?" I asked.

"Not at all baby. I love you and all your flaws. With your heart and courage you will make a perfect Luna" he said kissing the top of my head.

"You really think so?" I mumbled.

"I don't think so, I know so." He stated.

"Do you only love me because I am only your mate?" I whispered.

"No I liked you from the moment I saw you even though I mistaken you for a girl at first. This whole mating thing is just a push in the right direction because if it was not for the pull I would have been too chicken to ask you out." He said rubbing the back of his neck. He chuckled and I yawned.

"Lets get some sleep okay baby." He whispered.

He helped me out of my clothes and took off his leaving us in our boxers. We snuggled under his comfy blankets. He pulled me into his chest and kissed me goodnight.