TRIGGER WARNING
verbal & physical abuse/violence
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*don't start song yet*
Ethan (Personality 1) POV
11:36pm
"WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO FUCK THINGS UP FOR ME. EVERYTHING IS YOUR FAULT ETHAN. I SHOULD HAVE FUCKING LEFT YOU WITH YOUR WHORE ARSE MOTHER YOU FUCKING CUNT"
My face burns with anger as I glare at my father. I clench my fists, holding back the urge to smash him to the fucking ground.
My knuckles turn white & my nails dig into my skin, leaving deep indents, possibly drawing blood from my palms. My eyebrows furrow as I'm about to yell at him but a heavy pain strikes me across my cheek.
My head hits against the wall as I'm punched into it. My vision goes blurry. My head starts to spin as I see him storm off, leaving his only son to almost die.
I slowly try to get myself up. As I stand up, a sudden force of power falls over me. The pain leaves my body as I lose consciousness.
Grayson (Personality 2) POV
My head aches with pain & emotion, anger lingers through my veins. I look down at my palms to see slight nail marks in them. Placing my hand against my head, I feel a warm liquid drip down my face. Glancing down at my hand, red covers my fingertips.
Blood
I look up to see Dad wiping his hands with a rag. I stand up with anger & storm over to him, feeling rage build up in my fist. The loud thuds of my shoes cause him to bring his attention to me.
"FUCK OFF YOU PEICE OF WORTHLESS SHIT"
My anger levels rise.
I continue to walk towards him, my facial expressions not budging. Dads mood seemed to suddenly change to a worried expression. He turns around, trying to get out the back door. But it's locked.
"Grayson stop d- don't do it you know what h- happened last ti-"
As my fist connects with his face, cracks of his teeth echo through the kitchen. As all consciousness leaves his body, his head thuds against the tiles. I stand in silence, looking at my doings. Blood starts to drip from his mouth & my hand.
I can't feel anything.
Anything but anger.
He does this to me.
Makes me angry.
Makes me snap.
He brings out the bad in me.
The person I don't want to be.
The person who no one wants me to be.
The evil one.
The horrible one.
The murderer.
As blood drips down my arm, I glance down to see some of his teeth in my knuckles. I pull a tooth out, causing more blood to appear. I wipe my hands with the rag he was using before & throw it down onto his face. I spit at him, some blood coming out of my mouth from my injuries before.
I walk over to the couch & sit down, both arms rested on the sides. My legs sit slightly apart. My breathes are deep & loud, trying to get as much oxygen in my lungs as possible. I tilt my head back in relief. That fucker deserved that.
As I close my eyes, I feel my body shiver.
It's his time to take over. My job is done now.
Ethan (Personality 1) POV
1:02am
My hand lays motionless against the arm rest of the couch. Blood stains cover it as scars start to form against my knuckles. I slightly turn my head to see my dad, motionless against the kitchen tiles. I sigh & rest my head back against the couch.
Not this again
My head aches & I can feel dried blood against my scalp. I groan as I push myself off the couch, pain shooting into my right hand. I turn over to see a deep wound engraved into the side of my palm. A tooth mark. I sigh & stumble my way over to the coffee table.
A bottle of whiskey had fallen onto the ground & glass shards covered the white carpet. Alcohol stains making a background against the glass as it shone in the low light.
I can't be here anymore.
I walk to the door, grabbing my skateboard & grey jumper, slowly slipping it over my head. Without locking the door I step out to the front yard. I plug my headphones in & enter my own world.
*play song*
I stumble my way down the street till I got to the flickering street light. I usually sat under it most nights.
While I sat there, some water from the rain yesterday was still in the gutter, my feet resting in it. With every light flicker the water seemed to dance. Colours shone from the wet concrete. I layed my head against my skateboard, holding it to my chest.
A car turns down the street. Bright lights shine into my eyes & cause me to look away. As the soft motor noises pass me I see the red brake lights pull to a stop further up the road. I turn back down to my feet & admire the water once more.
The closing of a car door slightly mumbles through my headphones almost being muffled out by my music. I turn to see a lady get out of the car. I couldn't make out who she was, but I was guessing it was a neighbour.
The car turns around & heads back down the street towards me. I close my eyes as the headlights hit against my face. The warmth from the light covered my eyes, causing some tears to build up.
As I open my eyelids, a few tears fall down my face, stinging against the slap mark across my cheek. I take a few deep breathes in, trying to stop myself from crying. I never usually cry, but once I start, I can't stop the tears from falling.
As I wipe some tears away I hear the faint noise of footsteps. As the wet grass crunches behind me, I turn to see a girl. Her dress placed above her knees, revealing her tan skin.
As I look up to her face, I see a shine in her eyes. The smell of alcohol radiated off her.
I rub my eyes, tears making my vision blurred, as I look back up at her I notice.
She isn't just another girl.
She isn't just another neighbour.
It was Sabrina.
The girl I loved.
Hey guys so this is like Ethan's side to the last Chapter & a kind of insight into his life.
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I've got lots of chapters in the making & I can't wait for you guys to see them!!
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FanfictionYou had fallen for Ethan, the homeschooled boy down the road. He was the innocent & shy type, but that's what you liked about him. Little did you know about his other personality.... His evil side. {contains smut, abuse, violence & sensitive topics}
