Together by faith

Chapter 2.

My name is Magnus Bane and I'm 19 years old. I'm a openly bisexual and I'm living in Brooklyn together with my stepfather, Raphael. We have been living here since my mum died about 10 years ago. The cause of her death was suicide and even if I try not to think about it, the last thing she told me was that she hated me. She called me a monster, a freak. At her funeral, Raphael screamed at me in front of everyone and called me "the spawn of Lucifer". Isn't that wonderful? I try to get through everyday though. I mean, what's the worst that can happen? Raphael is already beating me everyday. It's not like it can get worse. Since my stepfather is a alcoholic disappointment, I'm the one who has to work and keep our sorry asses alive. I already have three jobs which include, working at the coffee shop down the street, babysitting and working at a stupid nightclub. I hate all of my jobs. They're seriously horrible. At the coffee shop, everyone acts like they own me or something. The babysitting is a pain in the ass since all the children are fucking stupid and oh my god, don't even get me started on the nightclub. I have been bested up, threatened, sexually harassed and one time I almost got stabbed by some maniac with a knife. Want to know the worst part about having three jobs? While I'm working my ass off and risking getting killed everyday, Raphael is laying at home, in his own puke, drinking and smoking his lungs out. Doesn't he sound lovely? Trust me, Sam and Dean Winchester are happy to have John as their father. At least he isn't beating up his sons everyday because they're not buying him bear. That's pretty much it. I go to my jobs, try to not get beaten up, and then I go home (to possible get more beaten up). My life is far away from perfect, but at least I'm alive, or something like that. Anyways, currently I'm laying in my bed, trying to forget about the horrible pain that is coming from my ribs. When I came home today,(late as fuck) Raphael decided that it was a good idea to teach me a lesson, with a frying pan. That's right, he hit me over the ribs with a frying pan. Now you all may wonder, why haven't I reported him? Well, because he scares me and even if he treats me like a sack of potatoes, he's the only family I have left. Besides, I don't think I ever will managed to get through everyday alone. I need some company, even if it is my alcoholic, abusive stepfather. It's kinda better than nothing, I guess, but what do I know? I have never really had anyone else. I grew up alone with two parents and then when mum died, it was only me and Raphael left. I have never had friends, not real friends anyways. I have had a couple of one night stands though. Nothing serious. They all happened just so I could for one night, forget about all the pain I'm carrying around everyday. I'm not looking for a serious relationship. Why give someone your heart when you know that you will get it back, in two pieces? No thanks. I rather my heart in one piece for the rest of my life than being together with some idiot that only wants me for sex. Anyways, I was tired after a whole day of stressing around between my different jobs and all I wanted was to fall asleep, so that's what I did. Damn, I hope tomorrow will turn out better than today did.

Hello guys😇 This is the second chapter of my new book "Together by faith". As you see, Magnus background is kinda sad and shit will probably turn out even more sad, BUT DON'T WORRY😂

I hope you're all doing okay and I want you guys to know that I love you all so much❤️

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