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The Plan

WARNING!: MILD SWEARING AND GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE / ABUSE.

IF EITHER OF THESE MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE, PLEASE DO NOT READ.

(IT WILL BE NECESSARY TO READ TO UNDERSTAND THE NEXT CHAPTER.)

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Wally stacked his now finished homework, and stuffed it in his book bag.

He sighed and leaned back in his chair.

"BOY!" 

Wally flinched so hard he tumbled out if his chair.

"Y-yes?" Wally shouted back.

"COME DOWN HERE!"

Wally gulped.

"I've got to get out of this hell. I knew his good mood was too good to be true." Wally scolded himself in his mind, dragging his feet as he walked out of his room. "I can't believe how stupid I was to think I wasn't going to be beaten! I really am a worthless idiot."

Wally walked downstairs.

"Y-yes s-s-sir?" Wally stuttered.

Rudolph slapped Wally again.

"You really are worthless, aren't you?" His father told him, venom dripping from his voice.

"W-wha?" Wally started to question, but was silenced by a kick to the guts.

Wally doubled over in pain.

"A part of the damn kitchen floor hasn't been mopped!" Rudolph shouted at his cowering son.

Wally started to stand up, but Rudolph kicked Wally in the chest, effectively knocking the air out of him and sent him tumbling to the ground.

Wally crawled backwards towards the wall, which he used to support himself in a sitting position.

One of Wally's arms was gripping his chest, while the other shielded part of his face.

Rudolph kicked him in the side.

Wally screamed in agony.

Wally fell to the side, and made no move to get up again.

"I bet your not even gonna be able to get a good grade on your next report card!" Rudolph exclaimed, kicking Wally again. "You deserve every damn thing I give ya!"

As Rudolph kept kicking Wally, Wally's eyes dulled.

The tears still streamed from his face, and he still yelled from the pain.

His eyes didn't have their usual sparkle, though.

"He's right." Wally thought, clenching his teeth from the pain. "I am worthless. I won't get a good grade. I deserve everything he gives me."

Rudolph wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead.

With one final kick, causing Wally to wince in pain, he walked away and went out the door.

Wally heard the door slam shut.

His vision was blurry, and every inch of him hurt.

"I deserve this."

Wally slowly stood up, wincing and yelping, as the wall helped support him.

He slowly trudged upstairs.