The Good, The Bad, and The Dirty

Moving

I'm sorry In advance

Warning ⚠️ Abuse

October Ages 8-9

"No Phil! You draw a circle not a oval!" Dan groaned. Right now Dan was currently trying to teach Phil how to draw a wolf howling at the moon.

"This is dumb! Y'know I like my drawing." Phil said and showed the group his drawing.

"Oh my god it's a penis!" Chosen said laughing.

"No it's not! It's the tail!" Phil said, trying to explain. The group bursted out laughing. "Ugh whatever!" Phil groaned and threw his drawing down. He stopped away and Dan followed him.

"Hey what's wrong?" Dan asked calmly and grabbed Phil's hand.

"They were being mean." Phil said and let go of Dan's hand. Phil started to walk away but Dan stopped him.

"We're just joking Phil, like we always do." Dan asked confused.

"Whatever." Phil said and walked back to his house.

•

Phil didn't know why he was so mad. He's use to Chosen's jokes. Maybe he overreacted a little. Phil carefully opened and closed the door quietly. But not quiet enough.

"Where have you been boy?" Pete asked, appearing out of nowhere. Phil jumped a bit.

"Just with my friends sir.." Phil said nervously. Ever since Phil beat the crap outta Pete is always..angry..

"I know that dumbass!" Pete said and slapped Phil hard. Linda was just watching while holding Cassie, to scared to do anything. Phil whimpered a bit but he was use to it by now, the constant beatings. "I mean where were you at!"

"T-The junkyard.." Phil said. Pete chuckled darkly.

"Whatever..By the way I don't know if your mom told you, but we can't buy you a costume." Pete said sitting down, taking a drink of his beer.

"W-Why?" Phil asked confused.

"We're saving money for the fucking move dumbass." Pete said.

"Pete I haven't told him.." Linda said nervously. Pete stood up and slapped Linda, nearly dropping Cassie.

"Fucking dumb bitch!" Pete yelled and threw his bottle on the ground. The loud sound causes Cassie to start crying. "Get that fucking kid outta here!" Pete yelled and Linda ran. Pete grabbed Phil by the hair and sat him down.

"W-What's going on..?" Phil said, trying to hold back tears.

"Awe are you going to cry? Man the fuck up!" Pete yelled and slapped Phil. "Basically kid we're moving." Pete said, and Phil's blood ran cold.

"W-What..?" Phil asked scared.

"Yep. This place is to expensive. We're moving to Louisiana. Buy a house as a real family this time." Pete said and got an another beer.

"But I don't want to.." Phil said.

"Nobody cares what you want!" Pete screamed and punched Phil. Phil whimpered and Pete laughed. Suddenly Pete threw his beer bottle near Phil but Phil missed the throw. "Stay the fuck still!"

"No!" Phil yelled. Phil tried to run out the house but Pete yanked him by the collar, choking him a bit. Suddenly Pete picked Phil up and held a knife to his throat.

"I could kill you..right here right fucking now!" Pete screamed and Phil couldn't hold back anymore. He started to cry in fear.

"Please.." Phil begged, wanting to be let go. Pete chuckled darkly.