Behind Bruises [MH/ Creepypasta Story]

Stattered like glass

Toby could hear the voice he thought at first was his mother. He opened the door completely and stepped out slowly closing it behind him. He made his way down the hallway with stiff muscles and a worried face. He shook as he turned the corner to see his father, just as thought on the phone. Toby gulped as he clinched the side of the wall as he watched and listened closely.
"You're not coming until another week?!" His father yelled to the phone as Toby flinched shaking still.
"I counted on you Bitch, now you're nothing to me" Toby could hear his mother on the phone.
"I'm so sorry! The flight was delayed for a week! I wish I could get there sooner.."
"WALK YOUR LAZY ASS" his father got furious .

Toby shook endlessly it made him twitch with a grunt..it caught the man's attention.
"Ill be right back, the lil that is here."
"DONT YOU HURT HIM-"the mother yelled before he hung up the phone and death glared the boy. Toby could feel his heart drop as he ran down the hallway only to be caught by the arm and held tightly. "What have I told you about eavesdropping on my and your mother's conversations" his father said in his face as Toby  could see the spit hitting his face. I-I'm sorry sir-" Toby was slapped to the ground as then was dragged to the room..the room he feared the most would turn into..the empty room.
"NO PLEASE!-" Toby screamed and squirmed around struggling in the firm grip of the man as it only grew tighter. "I'm gonna teach you a lesson you'll never forget" Toby was thrown into the room as the light flickered on. Toby yelped as he hit the floor with a thud turning back up to face the father that held a board. Toby was scared to death he started to scream and cry before his heart rate picked up when the board hit his face sending him to the ground. "S-STOP!" He screamed as loud as he could with a cry but only my to be whacked again. The bruises were already forming and they were bad..Toby's nose began to bleed roughly along with his mouth.
He shook and stumbled around before being hit in the leg. Toby yelped again and trumped to grab at the board as it hit his hand making a popping noise. "STOP STRUGGLING!" The man yelled before grabbing the child and slamming him into a wall roughly as he hit the floor shaking and crying..bleeding, and the bruise very visible..His mind was empty but all he could think about is..why would someone do this.
"Little mistake.." the father dropped the board and left the room slamming the door behind him. Toby laid there wide eyed and shaking, his eyes red from crying as he still was. He curled up in a ball and closed his eyes tightly. 'This isn't happening, thinning happening' he thought as he opened his eyes again staring at his blood filled hands..it was happening, and he couldn't stop it..it was his life. He guessed some kids just down at have it good like some others.