Joey sits up on the floor he's forced to sleep on.. Preston doesn't allow him to sleep in comfort.. He doesn't allow Joey to do anything..
Joey slumped toward the counter. His foot hurting from Preston.. When Joey tried to sleep on the wooden floor in the living room, to say good night Preston had stood on his delicate foot..
Joeys gets a pancake mix and starts to make prestons favourite, chocolate chip pancakes!
Joeys body starts to tremble as he hears loud footsteps above him.. He hears upstairs shower turn on.. This gives him a little more time to get on with Prestons breakfast..
He finishes the pancakes but then hears the stairs creak as heavy feet walk down them.. Shit!!! Joey thought. He grabs a plate and throws the stack of pancakes on with a glass of fresh orange on the island table opposite the kitchen..
Preston: What the FUCK is this ey?!
Joey: W-Well you w-woke up t-t-to early and I-I-I didn't get enough t-t-time for y-your f-fruit..
Joey trembles as he is backed into a corner by Preston who's face is angry and his fists clenched..
Preston: I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD JOEY. IF THIS HAPPENS AGAIN YOUR IN FOR IT!
Joey: I-I'm so-sorry. I-it won't happen ag-again I sw-swear.
Joeys eyes water up.. Preston terrifies him!
Preston: Oh don't cry u big baby. Get up and get changed NOW.
Preston slaps joeys and walks of to his food.
Joey nods and runs to the closet too get his clothes.. He slams his back on the wall and slides down it, head in hands, sobbing quietly so Preston doesn't hear. Little does he know.. He lifts his head up being met by a face red with rage..
Preston stands there.
Preston: Why the fuck are you crying you ass-hole..
Joey: I-I-I do..
Preston: That's what I thought Cry Baby! You know what cry babies get?
Joey: N-no..
Preston: They get THIS.
He yells before yanking joeys arm pulling the poor boy up against the wall. Preston pinned the boy up and booted his legs.. He held Joey up by one hand on his neck and yelled,
Preston: This is what they get..
He throws a hard punch at joeys face leaving Joey startled falling against the floor..
Joey: P-Preston, stop p-please.. It h-hurts!!
Joeys cries didn't mean much to Preston it just made him angrier. Joey was laying on the floor curled into a ball by now as Preston booted his stomach..
Joey screams and Preston groans at him.
Preston: Go get changed NOW. Don't let me hear you cry again u hear me!!
Joeys nods and runs with a slight limp to the closet.. He grabs a maroon loose top and some shorts and sits until Preston says otherwise..
Sometimes Preston leaves Joey in the closet for about 7 hours with no food light or water..
