✔Happy Hurts 《Modern》

Chapter five

edited: 2/4/19

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Third

Link woke up to the loud sounds of arguing downstairs. He yawned rubbing his eyes and lazily sitting up but quickly tensing and fell right back down on his bed, wincing in pain.

"W-why does my back hurt so much...?" He questioned trying to sit up but the same pain kept coming back making him fall back down. He removed his sheets to sit on the edge and check why his back hurt. That's when he saw something he never thought he'd see.

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"What is wrong with you!? I told you to watch him! Not drug him to sleep!" Ganondorf yelled at Ghirahim.

Ghirahim shrugged knowing the reason why he did it. He didn't want to let Ganondorf know because he knew he would get his chance again soon. Along with the others.

"Sorry! I thought he would be okay and he Is. He's sleeping and isn't bothering you." Ghirahim said calmly, leaning against the wall.

Ganon groaned rubbing his hand over his face in exasperation, looking at Ghirahim who wore a bored look.

"Look, just don't do that to him next time alright?" Ghirahim nodded standing up straight and walking to Ganon. "Alright Ganny, I won't. Promise. I just want to have my fun with him. Again..." he mumbled the last part quietly and looked at him. Ganon rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, I know. And you will. All of you will. I just need him to feel more comfortable here then you guys can do whatever you want with him." Ganon explain.

A wide smirk grew on Ghirahim's lips. He nodded tracing a finger on Ganon's jaw line and flicking his chin up.

"I got it. Thanks for the heads up. Better get going. Bye~" Ghirahim said as he swayed his hips, grabbing his jacket and walking out of the house.

Ganon rolled his eyes setting his large coat on the couch. He picked up a beer can and started to drink as he put on the tv.

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Link had his head dug into his arms that were wrapped around his knees. He cried and cried.

"W-what happened... how did this happen... I can't..." he stuttered out to himself mumbling.

He couldn't believe that he had a blood stain on his sheets and his pants but he didn't know why. Or how this happened to him. But if he's being honest he couldn't remember anything. He had a huge headache, which only made things worse when he cried. And he felt like throwing up, badly. He got up quickly but also quickly falling to the floor at the amount of pain on his lower back and bottom.

He crawled to his door, and pulled himself up to reach the door knob but by the time he did. He already threw up. His shirt was wet and dirty, tears still staining his cheeks. He grabbed the nearest trash can in his room and threw up on there.

His breath was sharp and heavy. He could barely stand up anymore. Link stayed by the trash can resting his arm in the clean side of the rim.

He tried to keep himself up as much as he could but he just felt so weak and hopeless. The one thing that scared him the most was his father finding out about this. How would he explain this to him if he didn't even know how this happened.

Link took deep, shaky breaths in and out to calm himself down. His side would hurt and it caused him to wheeze at the pain from his back and stomach.

A loud slam came from downstairs making Link jump and try his best to get up. He pushed the trash to the side of him and he pushed himself to get up and stumble to his bed.