Don't Panic, It's Just Love....

Nightmares

A/N This is to show you what Justin's life was like and how sucky it was. You can skip it if you want

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Justin's POV

"Justin!!" My brother says jumping on my bed. I laugh, sitting up next to the 6 year old.

"Morning Zach."

"Can I have some food?"

"Of course you can buddy." I say, forcing myself to get out of bed for him. "Where's mommy?"

"I think she's sleeping."

"Ahh then let's be super quiet." I tell him as we walk out the door.

"Like spies?" Zach whispers. I nod, laughing a little.

"Like spies." We make fake guns and tiptoe along the wall. "Ready?" He nods and we run to the kitchen. "A successful mission, my young protege!" I tell him and he grins, sticking his tongue through the gap where he lost a tooth.

"Can I have pancakes?"

"Sure you can." I tell him, getting on a step stool and opening a cabinet when I hear heavy footsteps coming our way. I turn around to see our dad. But he doesn't look like our dad.

"What's wrong with you?" Zach asks him. Our father just looks at him, stumbling over. I pull Zach closer to me.

"Have you been drinking?" I ask slowly. He gives me a twisted smile.

"A little." He slurs.

"Where's mom?" He laughs, pointing a shaky finger at me.

"Your mother....is gone."

"Excuse me?"

"Yeah that's the right, the bitch left. Better this way, she was a slut."

"Don't talk about her like that!" I yell as Zach tugs on my shirt. I look down at him.

"Mommy's gone?" He asks and it looks like he's about to cry.

"Um hey buddy why don't wait in my room while I talk to dad." He runs down the hall, shuffling his feet on the floor. "What do you mean she's gone?"

"To weak to take a punch I guess." His breath is terrible.

"You...you hit mom?" I ask in disbelief.

"Yeah you heard me, she was a slut. Fucking around behind my back. So I did what I had to do."

"She was not!" I scream, louder than I mean to.

"Justin?" Zach asks, slowly coming out. I probably scared him.

"Hey, everything's fine buddy okay? It's all gonna be--" And then my dad punches me. And it never stops hurting.