Dylan's POV
I slowly moved back.
"May I talk to my son alone?" He said calmly
Danny and Johnny looked at me.
My dad, Jake, didn't take his glare off me. Danny and Johnny slowly got up and walked towards the door. Jake smirked at them as they left. The nurse left. Jake walked closer to my bed.
"G-Get away from m-me." I moved back more
"You're pathetic, Dylan. You're worthless, you don't deserve to be famous! That should be you in a coma and not Jordan!" He yelled. My dad has always liked Charlie more than me. "Why couldn't I have a son like Jordan?! Cara should've drugged you, not Jordan?!"
My eyes grew wide when I heard him say Cara "H-How do you know about her?"
He scoffed "She worked for me."
My body filled with rage "W-What?!" I raised my voice
"She was supposed to drug you not Jordan! That bitch failed!"
I was in disbelief "you hate me that much?" I sighed. I already knew the answer. I believed him. I should be in a coma not Charlie. I am worthless. Why the fuck am I famous? How can I save people lives, when I cannot even save mine?
"Of course! You deserve to die, Dylan!"
I believed every word he said. I don't know why. "I am." I said softly
"Would you like to die, Dylan?" He took a step closer pulling something out of his hoodie pocket.
I thought for a second "Yes." I said sternly.
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The Mask Of Pain || Funny Man/Dylan Alvarez || Hollywood Undead || Fanfic ||
FanfictionDylan Alvarez better known for his stage name Funny Man, has been abused by his father all his childhood years. He hides all the pain behind a mask. a black mask. He always were's a hoodie to cover the cuts. None of his band mates or fans expect a t...
