Bullied (Jake Paul)

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Jakes P.O.V
I continued to limp home. I decided to stop at a park for a few minuets. I watched the little children playing on a swing and sliding down the slides. I thought to myself it was about time to get up. I started to slowly limp home again. A walk that should have taken an hour at the most took about 2 hours. I walk through the door trying not to limp when I hear Logan yell Jake is that you. I reply with a quick yes and go upstairs to my room. I looked horrible I had bruises covering my entire body. I would just tell Logan they were from wrestling even though I about a year ago.
I walk down stairs and Logan tells me dads not home without looking up from his phone. Still looking down at his phone he tells me to be ready to film the video for Zoosh. I tell him I don't want to. He begins to ask why I don't want to but then he looks up and sees my face.

(L:Logan, J:Jake, G:Greg)
L: Jakey what happened.
J: I got hurt at wrestling.
L: Ok do you want me to help teach you some more wrestling moves.
J: Yes but I suck at wrestling
L: Why don't you just quit.
J: I like wrestling it's fun.
L: Ok I'll help teach you.
J: Thanks and Logan
L: Yeah Jake
J: I don't want to make a video for Zoosh while I'm covered in bruises.
L: Ok I understand do you want to film.
J: Yea sure.
(Their dad walked through the door.)
G: JAKE GET HERE NOW.
J: Ok dad.
G: HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU DO NOT CALL ME DAD, YOU LITTLE BRAT..
J: Yes Sir
G: Make me and Logan dinner.
J: Yes Sir
G: Also BRAT stay in your room after you clean the house I'm having a guest.
J: Yes Sir.

Logan's P.O.V
I heard Jake walk through the door and slowly walk upstairs. I know he hates school but how horrible can it really be. He walks downstairs when I'm on my phone. I tell him our dads not home and we begin to talk about our days video for Zoosh. He told me he didn't want to be in it I look up to see him covered in bruises. He told me it was from wrestling but I know he quit. I know they must be from our family. I pretended I didn't know what was going on and just continued to talk normally until I heard the front door open. My dad stormed in and started yelling at Jake. I hated the way my family treated Jake. He is such a nice kid but they abuse him and treat him like he's worthless.
Without Jake my life would have no meaning. I don't like my parents because of the way they treat Jake but at least I  have some really good friends. I don't know how many friends Jake has but I think he has some because otherwise I don't think he would be able to have got this far in his life. Jake means the world to me he is the greatest brother ever.
I walk downstairs to see my dad hitting and kicking Jake while yelling DO NOT CALL ME DAD YOU STUPID BRAT. DINNER BETTER BE READY BY THE TIME I GET BACK. With that my dad leaves. I wait until I see his car go out the driveway and leave the street. I comfort Jake and told him I will help clean and make dinner. I suck at cooking so he makes the dinner while I start cleaning. I clean ever little space in the whole house except my dads room cause Jake isn't allowed in there. I then go downstairs and help Jake with dinner. Jake finishes dinner and put it on three plates, I know he won't have any dad doesn't let him eat dinner. They third plate must be for dads guest.
Jake goes upstairs and I join him. I grab my camera and run into Jakes room. I ask him if he still wants to film for me. He agrees and turns the camera on. I grab my phone and ring McDonalds to start with. I continue to prank call random fast food chains. We finish the video and I take the camera to my room so I can edit the footage.
As I finished up editing my dad called me downstairs and introduced me to some friend of his. His friend asked if he had any other children he said no. I thought what about Jake. He has another child and he is my only sibling. He has another child why did he say no. We sat down at the table and ate the food Jake made. I wondered to myself how is he such an amazing cook but then I remembered he'd been cooking since he was seven. Dad excused me and I walked up to my room. I heard him talking with his friend then I heard the door close and him walk upstairs. He came into my room and said goodnight. He walked into Jakes room and I heard screaming from my dad and it also sounded like he was hitting Jake.

Jakes P.O.V
Dads friend left and I heard dad walk up into Logan's room. The footsteps got closer and my door was pushed open. He then slammed it shut and screamed why are you still alive. I hate you just die. I wanted to die I hated my life but I just kept hoping it would get better. My dad started hitting me and kicking me. I just lay in my bed emotionless not letting him see how much hurt he causes me. He continued to punch me until around midnight. When he finally left I was bleeding everywhere. I went into my bathroom and tried to wash all the blood off me but a lot of it had already dried. I made seven cuts on my arm 3 for my dad,  3 for my mum and 1 for all the bully's. I make all the cuts on my left arm only. I wash off all the blood and go to bed.