Wally's P.O.V
"You ungrateful son, your good for nothing, you can't even properly clean the floor" I heard my dad say
while he was punching me.
I could feel his fists hitting me harder, with each hit sending a new throbbing pain up my body. Intel he hit me with all his force in the face.
Suddenly everything went black.
*3 HOURS LATER*
As I woke up I could feel all the pain hitting me all at once. "It least he wasn't drunk" I thought to myself. I got up from the floor and walked over to the mirror. As I lifted my shirt up I could already see huge bruises being formed on my chest. I looked a little more around my body to see if I had any visible bruises that I would have to hide, but the only one was the big purple and pink one on my cheek. I sighed to myself and went up to my room which was the smallest room of the house to find an excuse. Luckily dad wasn't home so I had more time to think. As I ran around my room with my super speed, my comlink started ringing and I tripped and fell on the floor "perfect" I thought to myself "I'll just say that I was cleaning my room with my super speed and that the comlink startled me, causing Me to trip and hit my cheek against the edge of my desk. I got up and answered the incoming call.
"hello" I said with my cheerful voice.
"Hey Wally, its Dick, I was wondering if you wanna come over?"
"Sure, let me just finish cleaning my room."
"Ok, see ya later"
As I hanged up, I quickly Change into a white shirt and put my grey sweatshirt on, I grab my black ripped jeans. I quickly on my white converse and ran out the door.
Authors note:
Hey so this is my first fanfiction and if you guys have any suggestions please leave me a comment. =p
