-Tyler's pov-
I skipped home right before a downpour of rain, My hair already drenched and dripping. Once I walked into the driveway I noticed a familiar red Honda, I felt the awful lump in the back of my throat and the burn as tears pricked my eyes. As I was about to walk away, The door was pulled open and I was pulled backward by my hair. I was met with the face of my father, At this point he was inches away from my face and I could feel his breath along my neck. He had a very stern look as always. I had never done anything to this man and yet he still loved to scare me. He hates how I dress and loves calling me a "slut" or a "dirty whore" but most of all, he enjoys making me feel worthless and leaving threats beaten into my skin in the form of cuts and bruises. "GET T-THE FUCK INSIDE T-TYLER" his words were slurred through the alcohol on his breath, and as always he was drunk, Of course I knew what was coming, It was unfortunately a daily issue I had, and just as always a slap came unexpectedly. "Y-yes sir"
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A/N
So tbh I don't really have an uploading schedule, but I have pre-written the chapters so I'm going to try my best to do it at least Tuesday's and Thursday's
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FanficTyler, a pastel basketball player who admires the smallest things, he could never hurt a fly, but it's always the people who are hurting the most that don't want others to feel pain. And Josh, a punk boy who spends countless hours thinking about the...
