I was dreaming now.
(In the dream)
Dan walked home and yet again found his dad on the couch with a beer bottle in his hand. Dans Dad walked over to Dan, he had no expression. CRASH. Glass went everywhere. Dans Dad had broken the beer bottle in half off the corner of the coffee table.
Dan was scared.
'Dad, what are you doing with that?' He said, voice shaking while trying to step back and away from his dad.
He backed up until his back hit the wall.
'Die.' Was the last thing he heard before he saw blood.
(Dream ends)
Dan jolted up and awake, hyperventilating, he didn't recognize where he was. Only the jet black hair and piercing blue eyes to his right.
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Bruises. •Phan•
FanfictionTrigger Warning: physical/mental abuse "You are the mistake that ruined my life"
