Tobias pov
ever since I was little my dad abused me. he whiped me with his belt or punched me. my mom Evelyn didn't know about it. until tonight. it's going to change everything.
---Tobias is 9 years old----
"honey I'm home" my mom says. she walks inside. my dad lays on the couch. he's asleep. I know ever since I was 5: never wake up a sleeping Marcus. my mom walks towards him. she shakes him. I'm hiding upstairs. I'm crossing my fingers. please Marcus don't wake up. I don't want him to hurt my mom. but of course the universe hates
me.
his eyes widen and he grabs her polse. and she falls. "Marcus ars you drunk? !" she yells. he punches her and blood comes out of her nose. tears appear in her eyes. "whaf the fuck do you think you're doing?!" she yells. he doesn't answer. he slaps her across the face. that's enough. I run upstairs. tears running down my face. he abuses me. but I can take it. but evelyn...I don't know how long it'll take 'till she'll break...
