ch. 13

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Billie was sat upon his bed, typing away at his computer. Him and his internet buddy Tre were invested in a deep conversation about: Dogs.

trecool: OMG DUDE DO YOU WANNA SEE MY DOG? HER NAME IS LUCKY

bjarms: holy fuck yes

trecool:

bjarms: oh my god i love her

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bjarms: oh my god i love her

bjarms: i wish i had a dog

trecool: then get one! :)

bjarms: my family doesn't have enough money to take care of one.

trecool: im sorry. i didnt realize

bjarms: its okay

bjarms: whats your dad like? sorry if thats a weird question

trecool: well, hes actually kind of an asshole. i don't spend a lot of time at home because of him.

bjarms: really?

trecool: yeah, he treats me and mom like shit. i wish i could stop him but hes too strong..

trecool: can we stop talking about this?

bjarms: yeah im sorry that was stupid

trecool: no its cool, just kinda hard for me to talk about. talking to you makes everything better tho. its like the best friend i never had..

bjarms: yeah, you are too. my best friend, i mean. i dont talk to many people at my school. im actually kind of bullied. so i just dont go to school.

trecool: wow if i did that i would be murdered by dad. wish i lived where you are

bjarms: yeah me too..

trecool: dads home. gtg. talk later

bjarms: be safe please!

read 8:45 pm

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"FRANK. WHERE ARE YOU?"

Tre shivered. "I'm in here, Dad." He was sat on the couch with his laptop on his lap, listening to his music.

"What the fuck are you listening to?"

"D-dead kennedys.."

"What did I tell you about music in this house?"

"But Dad, I just thought-"

"Thought what?! That you could get away with it? I should have never given you that stupid device."

"Dad, no, please! DAD!"

Tre's laptop was smashed. No more music. No more friends.

No more Billie.

"Dad, Dad I'm so sorry. I won't do it again." Tears were running out of his eyes, his breathing fast and choppy.

"Why the fuck are you crying? Its just a stupid piece of metal. What are you, a pussy? Is that what you are? Did I raise a pansy for a son?"

"N-no dad. I just have a friend in the-"

Tre couldn't see. The world was dark. All he could hear was the faint noise of his fathers anger being thrown at him. He didn't care. He just wanted to float away. He didn't care about the pain in his jaw, or the taste of metal in his mouth. He just wanted to leave.
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be safe please

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