Andy's POV
I woke up this morning to the loud alarm ringing in my ears. I open my eyes remembering the terrible night I had. My brain clouded by the voices inside my head yelling at me.
I finally get out of the bed. I carelessly throw clothes on and leave before my mom's boyfriend wakes. Knowing if he heard me I would be in trouble.
During the day I walked through the halls unseen by anyone just like any other day.
*Time skip to after school*
I walk up to my house and I can already hear the screams coming from inside. I have no other choice I can't escape it. I walk in and I hear their arguing and I hear the things being thrown. I go to my room and shut the door.
As soon as the door is shut I breakdown in tears I pull my knees to my chest and cry for hours. I want everything to end. I can't take it anymore.
I stop crying and I can hear loud footsteps coming towards my room. With every heavy step my breath quickens. I know what's destine to happen.
*TRIGGER WARNING- DOMESTIC AND VERBAL ABUSE*
Sitting in my bed I can see the door knob being turned. When he walks in he comes over to my bed and hits me in my stomach not daring to leave a bruise that can be seen.
"This is all your fault Andy" he says before kicking me over and over again when he's satisfied he spits on me and leaves.
Why? Why me?
A/N
Ok so I've never written a full book before. Only one shots and short stories. So I'm sorry if this isn't good. Tell me what you think.
-Ashlyn
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broken.//Randy
FanfictionAndy's broken. He is always on the edge of breaking down. He feels hopeless that is until a tall, tan, brown haired boy take an interest in him. Can Rye fix him?
