I'm Broken... (Boy x Boy)|| OHSHC

~|Prologue|~

When Enzo was seven was when his mother got sick and hospitalized, when he was twelve him and his father moved to Maine, by the age of sixteen he had become a shell of his old self, not living, but existing. His old personality is gone, now just an emotionless, stoic, bruised and cut up teenager. Enzo's father Jordan stood over him with a leather belt in hand, Enzo's shirt was off and shredded near him, he pressed his back against the wall behind him, his eye's holding fear as his body quivered.

"Your fault, Enzo, it's your fault Sakura is in the hospital!" Jordan yelled out angerly as he brought the belt down on his son's chest. Enzo tried moving away, only to have a foot pressed down on his stomach. Enzo gave up on trying to escape, taking the beating, by the end with torso and back were covered with slashes, bruises, and marks.

"Pack your shit... We're going to Japan." Jordan told him while walking away, leaving his son on the floor bloodied and beaten. He slowly got up and limped his way towards his bedroom, that was the one room his father never went into, whether or not Enzo was in there or not. As he got to his bedroom he started bandaging his body up, once again, he taught himself how to wrap bandages and clean wounds when he was eleven. When he was done and shuffled around his room, not making a sound as he did, he grabbed his suitcase and started pulling clothes out of his closet, folding them and neatly putting them away. If he wasn't perfect at most things, his father would beat him to the point that he wouldn't be able to get up. He learned that at age twelve. If he didn't do as his father said, he'd be beaten with a metal object. He learned that at age thirteen. And if he didn't act as a servant to his father on the weekends, he'd be hospitalized. He learned that at age fifteen. Once he was done packing he placed the bags on the other side of his room and laid down. And if he tried to escape from the beatings, he'd go without dinner. He learned that at age ten when Jordan first started the beatings. As he fell asleep the only person that looked after him, his personal butler, came in and bowed to him.

"I'm sorry Enzo... But it looks like you're on your own... I tried..." He said this made Enzo look at him.

"Y...You're leaving... You were fired...?" The butler nodded slowly and bowed his head again.

"I am truly sorry..." He smiled slightly at the boy that laid on the bed, "Just keep it up another year... Then you can leave..." Enzo smiled slightly and nodded before falling asleep.

"And remember... Miss Sakura is always watching you..." Was the last thing he heard before falling asleep that night, that night was the last time he heard his butlers voice. That night was the last night he would be sleeping in that bed, the last night he would try to escape the beatings. One of the lasts nights the bruises, the limping, the cuts, the beatings, would go unnoticed. Because the next day, he would be going to Japan. The day after that he would attend Ouran High School Academy, he would meet people. People willing to help, people willing to get him out of the beatings, out of the insults.

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There you have it! The prologue!

Hoep you enjoyed!

Love you,

-Lucy.