Torn Between Two

Chapter 13

Connor 

I make it into my house and I close the door and lean against it. I just found out something I shouldn't have. It makes me sick. He does the same thing as I do. How long? How many times? What else does he do? I can't see him anymore. I have to stay away. Don't talk to him. Who am I kidding, he is like a drug. I can't stay away. The drug slowly seeping its way to my heart. Until I can't stop. He is my drug. My happy little pill. I hope he is okay. Should I ask him about it? Should I even pretend I don't notice. Or should I leave it? I'll leave it for now. I can't scare him off. I grab my phone and charge it while I get dressed. I hear a loud bang and then someone come into the door. "CONNOR!" Someone yells and I recognize the voice my dad. Why is he sound angry. "Yeah?" I ask walking down the stairs slowly. "Why did you not come home!" He yells at me walking closer. He looks like he is going to hit me. He wouldn't do that he can't. "I told you and mom that I was at a friends house for the night. I have to get ready dad." I say and I smell the alcohol on his breath. I try not to breathe in anything or i'll pass out. "You did not!" He yells and swings for my face. I react quickly by stepping away. "Dad you almost hit me!" I yell at him. "Where is your mother!" He yells at me. "Don't go near her!" I yell and push him backwards as he tries to get up the stairs. I stand in the way of him and the stairs. I'm not strong enough to handle his hits. "Connor move or you will get hurt!" He yells at me. I have to not let my mom get hurt. I can't let her get near my dad. He will hurt her. Yeah I know she doesn't care about your life Connor but, doesn't mean I can't protect her. "I won't let you hurt her." I say and stand tall. That won't do anything. Try and help! "Dad leave!" I yell pushing him back. That's when he snaps and he grabs Troye's sweater and rips me down from the stairs. He has never hit me before or even touched my like that. I fall onto the bottom step and I feel a pain in my back. A kick to the back. "Get up and fight you peice of shit!" My dad yells. I hear some screaming from her room. My sister. "Dad don't touch him!" Nicola yells and runs to my rescue. "Leave Nic he will hurt you too!" I cry out. "I'm fine!" I yell and my dad goes for her. Why is he doing this. He has never acted like this before. "Leave her alone." I say and pull him back from her. Nicola runs to her room. She locks it quickly. I hear here screaming and crying. My mom nowhere to be seen. My brothers have locked their doors. Nic is safe the rest of my family is safe. A couple hits won't do much. Troye will care though. The thought is out of my mind and then another pain to my stomach then to my face. Another hit, then more and more come. He is hurting me. The tears hurting my face with the cuts forming. "Get up!" He yells. I don't move. The pain in my face and stomach hurt so bad. "Stand up! Before I hurt you more!" He yells and I slowly stand up the pain hitting every part in my body. I need to run. I can't even stand properly. "Now listen here!" He yells grabbing my face pulling me closer to him. His eyes like snakes piercing my eyes. "You don't go anywhere without telling us. You will get more of this if you don't spend more time with your family!" He yells and then lets go of my face. He pushes me into the stairs and he walks away. I hear everyone unlock their door. I see Nicola looking at me. I touch my eye and my nose. Blood on my face. My clothes. I tough the sweater a little rip in the collar. My mom standing there looking at me in shock. "Connor." She says and walks close to me. "Don't touch me." I say and turn my head to not look at her. "Baby let me help you." She says again. Help me! "Where the fuck were you when I needed help down there!" I yell at her. My head pounding. "I'm sorry Connor." My mom says and touches my face. I grab her hand and whip it down from my face. I don't want help now. "Don't come near me! I can handle myself!" I yell and I slowly walk into my room and close the door. I fall to the ground tears flowing from my face. I grab some new clothes and throw them over my dead body. I look at myself in the mirror. Cuts, bruises, blood everywhere. I slowly sit on my bed. I hear a knock at my door. "Go away!" I yell. The door opens anyways. My sister standing there. "Connor." She says and walks in. With something in her hand. "I'm going to clean you up." Nic says. "Leave me alone." I mumble. "Connor i'm going to help you." She says and sits on my bed. She touches my hand. I rip it away from her. She then turns my head to face her. She starts to wipe things from my face lightly. Slowly patting away the blood and cleaning my cuts. "Do you want me to cover up the bruises and the cuts?" Nicola asks. She opens her makeup bag. "It doesn't matter." I mumble under my breath. She slowly goes at my face. Patting the stuff on my face lightly. "He never has done that before." Nicola says. I look down. Closing my eyes. "No he hasn't. I..." I start but don't finish. I hate this. Nicola stands up. "Like nothing happened." Nicola says. 3 more days. Until I am aloud to lay in my room and die! Cut! Cry. She leaves without another word. I grab my headphones and walk into the hallway where things happened. My mom cleaning the floor from my blood. My dad laying on the couch sleeping now. I slowly slip out the door. I need to get out of this home as fast as I can. I make it onto the bus and get on as fast as I can. School can't be as bad as this morning. Or maybe it can. When I see Troye get on with a black eye and him looking in pain. What happened to him!