Chapter 1

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Arian POV (also his pic ^^)
The slap echoed through the room as a I fell to the ground from the brute force put behind it. "You worthless piece of shit!" he screams delivering a sharp kick to my ribs before stomping out of the house slamming the door. Groaning I force myself up getting dressed and applying an ice pack to my face where a hand print started to form. Oh no I'm late panicking I toss the ice pack back in the freezer and race out the door. Tears fill my eyes as I hear the last bell ring while I'm racing to class. I walk in class and my teacher doesn't even look up she just points to the door. "I'm sorry." I tell her walking into the hallway and heading towards the office. "Ugh What do you need?" The receptionist whines as she paints her nails. "Um a-a tardy slip M-miss " I stammer internally panicking this was my first tardy ever. She scoffs and throws a pad of tardy slips at me telling me to fill it out. I fill it out and leave since they have her signature printed on them. I hang my head as I trudge back to class on the verge of tears thinking they may call him and then I'll be in even more trouble. I walk in and hand Miss the slip before taking my seat. "Why where you late fucker, sucking daddy's cock?" Daniel mocks kicking my desk as his goons laugh. "Go away," I mumble. He grips my wrist tightly causing me to gasp in pain "What was that you waste of space?" He growls through gritted teeth. I whimper as his grip tightens and I hear a sickening crack causing my eyes to widen in surprise. "W-w-why aren't you screaming or crying or something I might have just broken your wrist?" He says in surprise and a mix of horror. "It's fine you are just imagining things." I tell him putting my broken wrist in my lap, "It was just tension being released." Sure Daniel likes to torment me mentally but he hates truly hurting someone physically. "Boys pay attention or you'll be in detention tomorrow." Miss sneers at us.
"Sorry Miss we will," I say as I look at the board trying to understand the equation she was going over. She drones on about the equation of all circles up until the bell rings. Rushing out of class I run to my locker grabbing an ace bandage I go to the restroom and wrap my wrist tightly. "Fuck!" I groan dropping my wrist. I head to class stepping in the door right as the bell rings taking my seat I lay my head on my arms shutting my eyes for a moment next thing I know the teacher's waking me up saying it's the end of the day. Groaning I stand up and and head home on the walk home I feel like I'm being watched but I ignored it. Once I get home I go down to my room and collapsed on my mattress falling asleep instantly.
"Get up slut!" I hear as a sharp kick is delivered to my side but I can't seem to open my eyes. More kicks are delivered all over my body but no matter what I do I can't get up I'm so tired. Slowly as he kicks me more I drift into the abyss.
His dad's POV
That bastard wouldn't get up it didn't even move as I kicked it. I got so pissed I grabbed it by it's hair dragging it up the steps before pushing it back down. Nothing so I go take a look at it seeing it's barley breathing so I check for a pulse and it's so faint. All I can think is shit what do I do he can't die they'll ask to many questions. Sighing I pick it up and throw it in the car driving to the hospital. Grabbing it I race in and put on the panicking father act. "Help please my son he's barely breathing!" I cry out as I step in and almost instantaneously doctors grab him and whisk him away as another asks me what happened. I quick make up a lie "I came home and called out to him but he didn't answer so I went to his room, and saw him laying on the bottom of the stairs. I tried to wake him up but he wouldn't then I realized his breathing wasn't right, and I felt his pulse was weak. I don't know what happened." I cry shedding a few tears of 'worry' and the idiots bought it ha. I waited for a few hours and the come back saying he has a punctured lung, broken wrist, a mild concussion, 4 broken ribs and 3 out of those 4 also had a cracks in them, and he fractured his left ankle, left foot, legs in multiple places, and his right hip but apparently some of the fractures where old and healing. So the brought the police and they questioned me and said they
would question it when it woke up since he went into a comatose state.

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