Destined

Why

Kobe's POV

I honestly never thought I would be in a situation like this. Never in my life would I have thought that I would have a abusive dad.

He's been like this ever since my mom left. But I honestly think he kicked her out. They went through this bad divorce when I was eight. My brother was just born, but old enough to babble. So he didn't know what was going on. If I knew my dad was gonna end up like this, I would have told my mom to take him with her. I never want my brother to go through what I'm going through.

The abuse started when he began drinking.
He would come home drunk and take his anger out on me. He would start by pushing me. When I was younger that's all he did. But now, I'm older. And if I do one thing wrong, I'll get punched. Not just any kind of punched. The kind of punched that would leave you bruised and hurting every time you move.
There's probably about five bruises on my stomach and chest right now. But they don't really hurt. They're just sore. But they might hurt worse because I'm not sure what is gonna happen right now.

"Oh....umm....I was at a friends house. But I was only gone five minutes I swear." I say fast hoping he would let it slide.

He grabs me by my shirt and pulls me to him lifting me off the ground a little.

"What did I tell you?" He asks me with an angry face and tone in his voice. I froze. I'm not good in these types of situations. My breath hitches and I could barely talk.

"What did I tell you boy?!" He yells in my face shaking me a little.

"N-not to b-be late" I say stuttering. He shakes his head.

"No. I said NEVER be late." He yells. Words can't describe how scared I was. I was shaking and out the corner of my eye I could see my little brother peeking his head from behind a wall. I don't want him to see me like this. I never wanted him to see me like this.

To him, I'm a hero. I'm always there when he gets hurt, when he cries. Everything. I'm always strong around him. I'm like that on purpose. So he would never have to see me so weak and scared.

My attention was back on my dad in seconds.

"I'm s-sorry" I stutter out. I was trying not to sound scared because Xavier was right there.

"Don't let it happen again" He says through his gritted teeth before pushing me into he wall as he let me go.
I fell to the floor and I hurt my wrist but I'm gonna be fine. I watched as my dad walks back to the living room before I got up and rushed upstairs to my room.

I sat on my bed and out my hands in my head. I was breathing heavy and I couldn't focus on anything. I started shaking and I became scared.

"Kobe? Are you okay?" I hear my little brother ask. I wanted to respond to him but I couldn't. It was like, I'm scared too.

He slowly came in front of me and put his tiny hand on my face. I looked up and tried to focus on him. He brought his arms up and wrapped them around my neck and hugged me. I slowly calmed down and I could focus more. Finally I was back to normal.

See this is why I need my little brother to be safe. He's so innocent. My dad will ruin him.

"Kobe, when daddy got mad at mommy, he made her leave. Daddy's mad at you now, are you going to leave too?" He asked me with tears pooling out of his eyes. I felt my heart break. Maybe he does understand what happened with momma. But I will never leave him. I refuse to.