A broken boy and cheap bottle of Whiskey [completed]

chapter 5

excuse me if this is terrible once again because i know where I want to go but im having trouble getting it their so deal with me please :) this is a pov from brian just after he meets zacky
also trigger warning!!!!!!!!!!!!
love E xxx
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Brian's p.o.v

who this zacky baker?  damnit I can't shake him off. when I first set my eyes on him my body felt like it was about to explode! those emerald green eyes Burrowing deep into my soul.

As I walked home I couldn't stop my mind from thinking of him. But my walk was short lived when I reached the entrance to the familiar house I am ment to call a home. I take a deep breath just hoping my father isn't waiting for me, I walk up towards the door pulling Down on the handle to test if its unlocked but unlucky for me it was. I push open the door with ease and take a step in I quickly made my way towards the  kitchen hoping I can get some food today before anything happens but as I reach the fridge I feel a cold hard fist hit my face.

"what do you think you're doing boy?" I hear the familiar voice of my father. standing over me, judging me.

" I just wanted to get some food since I haven't ate all day." I tried to sound as though as i could but I could feel it not working.

but I felt another slap to my face.

"a faggot like you doesn't deserve it! When will you learn this boy."

I stood there in the silence wait to be excused knowing if I didn't I would be beat up again.

" you're excused boy, go to your room I don't want to see you're ungrateful like face till morning. "

I started towards the door.

"I wish mum took me when she left." I whispered under my breath,but unlucky for me he heard me.

"what do you say!" his voice raising with angry.

I wasn't prepared for his anger I just wanted to get way from this good awful life.

"I said I wish mum took me when leaving your sorry ass." I repeated nonchalantly. hoping maybe he'll beat me to death this time.

That would save me the trouble. I soon felt the familiar pain rush though my body as I was pushed to the floor. kick after kick after kick. I felt my body go numb I had not listened to a word he said while beating me, it was nothing I already didn't know.

I felt the harsh jolt and he grabbed me pulling me towards the stairs and up towards my room.

I found myself face down on my bedroom floor and my father shouting.

"you will stay here till you learned your lesson boy!"

the door slammed shut  and soon locked.

I hated my father amd this house and I hated how he called me 'boy' the same thing that god awful man did on that night so long ago when he did those things to me.

It makes we want to die, crawl into a hole and be buried alive. I don't know how long I sat there till I finally got up and walked into my bathroom attached to my bedroom.

I looked in at the mirror at the bruises forming on my face and then my sides. I soon stripped down of my dirty clothing and walked into the shower just sitting there letting everything wash away all the pain and agony. I let my hand feel around for a familiar razor I kept in the shower soon letting my arms become littered with red lines and blood stain the water.

when they stop bleeding as heavily I got up feeling a little light headed but wrapped myself in a towel and covering my new wounds before heading back to my bedroom. I changed into a pair of boxers and lay down in bed letting my thoughts wounder back to the beautiful guy I had met. I soon feel asleep thinking of him, and him only.
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im sorry!
just saying I love papa gates  but I wanted a bad guy. and sorry for how awful that was!
anyhoe please vote and comments about what you think ?
love E xxxx