When You Cant Sleep At Night (Austlan Cashby)

*Author note*

Okay so this is a new Austlan Cashby story I'm writing and there's a lot of swearing, references or extreme detail of abuse, rape, alcoholism, self harm, suicidal thoughts or actions, and other things of those natures... if any of that makes you uncomfortable don't read it or if it might trigger you don't read it. And for the character I have to use the word "faggot" a lot...i hate using that word I've been called it a lot. But I love people who're gay and would never say anything bad or homophobic about anyone. so yeah that's it... enjoy.

<Alan's POV>

"WAKE UP YOU STUPID FUCKING FAGGOT WHORE!" My father yelled at me to wake me up.

"Fuck..." I whispered under my breath. I had just gotten to sleep, i had another nightmare, the same nightmare that i have every night. But my catching up on sleep got cut off by the asshole downstairs. He must be drunk again.

He was always drunk lately. He'd always drunk a lot throughout my entire childhood but he got so much worse when my mom left and took my twin brother with her.

My father always favoured my brother to me, even before they left he told me that. My brother showed off his perfect ginger hair, and was the popular basketball player who dated the head cheerleader and got good grades.

I had dyed black hair, wore eyeliner, band tees and skinny jeans. My grades are shit... oh yeah and the thing he hates most about me? I'm gay.

Homophobic bastard started hitting me when I told him...

My mom didn't do shit, my brother kind of felt bad, you wouldn't have known it he never stood up for me even though he knew the sick fuck would never lay a hand on him.

I put on some black skinny jeans, a band t shirt, black vans and a black sweater... I always wear sweaters now...

"I SAID GET UP YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING UNGRATEFUL SHIT!" he screamed as he barged into my room.

"Jesus! I'm up I'm up!" I yelled back.

"Did you just yell at me boy?"

My eyes widened and began to water as I shook my head violently. I thought he was a bastard but that doesn't mean he doesn't scare the fuck out of me.

"N-n-n-no s-sir I-I'm s-s-s-s-sorry." I stuttered out as a began to shake.

He smiled wickedly at me and I knew what was coming, not just a normal beating... something so much worse so horrible and disgusting you'd never believe it, and because I knew what was coming... I ran.

I heard his distant screams for me to come back and be a 'good little faggot whore.'

I couldn't think about that right now I'll just hide out at school all day and go home once he's passed out he should forget by morning what I said.

As I walked into the school yard I could see everyone glaring at me, I could feel it too, like the burning or shivering feeling you get in your stomach when you just know that someone's watching you.

I saw a group of kids crowding a locker, must be someone special but I couldn't care less, I don't do well with people I don't have friends... I never really have, I've trusted people before but it's always been broken so I've got no trust left to give.

<Austin's POV>

"Alan wake up.."

"Alan wake up!"

"No NO PLEASE IM SORRY PLEASE NOT AGAIN IT HURTS SO MUCH IM SORRY PLEASE NOT AGAI-"

"ALAN!!" I screamed as he began to thrash around on my bed.

His eyes opened and he sat up suddenly, he had tears streaming down his face as he continued to cry from the dream he'd had, he took one look at me and cowered into the corner of the bed farthest away from me.

"P-please don't hurt me... please..." he sounded so broken now.

"Alan it's okay it me... Austin. I won't hurt you I promise." I whispered as I reached out to him. He flinched so I crawled into the bed next to him and pulled him onto my lap and put my arms around him pulling him into my chest as possibly close as he could be. Once he was safely in my arms he began to sob.

"I-I thought you were him Au-Austin I was so scared!" he sobbed into my shoulder.

"It's okay you're here now... you're safe. No ones going to hurt you while you're in my arms I promise you."

I don't know why I'm doing this, I've only known the kid for a few hours but I feel like I need to protect him.

Okay so this story might turn out really good or it might turn out really bad...I'm hoping for the ladder...tell me what you think...