Tyler...I'm scared

Chapter two: Taken By Sleep (in editing)

Its four, crack the door into the hallway in my dreams

Knowing my unfortunate luck, it starts pouring down with raining as soon as i get to my street. My black jumper taking most of the hits.
"Really? This is my favourite jumper!" I murmur to myself. I sprint to the front of my house to see my fathers white car in the driveway. I hesitate when going to knock.

I'm late by about 5 minutes. I'm obviously going to have some sort of beating from my so called 'father'
I brace myself to knock on the door when i felt a muscular hand grab my right shoulder. It gave off a calming feel which gave me chills down my spine that shocked me to the bone.

I turn my head around to see the person that had given me this odd feeling.

I want shocked to see a maybe 5 foot 5 guy with a very soft looking face. He has a reassuring smile on his face that said "i believe in you. I'll be right here".

He has pure brown eyes. His body is a a fairly good build. Not masculine nor chubby. Just in the middle.
He didn't have to say anything, just nodded me to keep going. I look at the door with a determined look. I raise my left fist. His comforting words filled my stomach with fire and butterflies.

I knock on the door. I then standed there in dread, waiting for my Father to come open the door.
I hear foot steps maybe 4 meters away. Anger complimenting them as someone walks to the door in a fast motion. I'm shaking with fear as the determination left my body in a quick wave. The guys hand left my shoulder and the cold complimented my mattered body and it sent chills down my arm. Goosebumps running down my body.

The person reached the door in a matter of 5 seconds. I heard someone grab the door handle with pure anger that i could feel it.
I quickly look behind me to find the person that give me hope to find him gone. Its was like he was never there in the first place. Disappeared into the rain that was now getting heavier every second.

The person opened the door with such speed i would think the door would come off its hinges.
The person that stood behind the door was someone who doesn't deserve to be called my father.
He had a strong build. Short black hair and blue eyes. He has a clean face if you ignore the many scars from when i fought back. Eyes filled with anger that only i would see. He was smiling but i could also see the anger in his smile. He is not normally smiling so that means someone is over.

"O-oh hello my handsome son! We have someone over so be polite!" He says with the hint of 'Don't say anything stupid otherwise i will murder you'

I instantly smile mentally cause that means i will survive today. I most likely will get it bad later though.

I replay with a smile "Yes father of course"
He nods. Obviously satisfied with my answer. He lets me walk into the house. Instead of going to greet the guest like someone would do to be polite.

I decided to not face them. In fear that i would say something terrible that would cause a worse beating afterwards. I walk to my room. Ascending up the stairs stained with unbearable memories. I stop my quest to my comfort place when i hear my father call me from down stairs

"Don't be rude Josh come down and greet the guest!" He yells

"Yes Father" I acknowledge. I resist for a moment. Finally giving in at the end i turn around and start my descend down the staircase.