Fighting For Love

Chapter 1

Welcome to a new story I am Trying out. I have gotten alot of experience in writing since I love doing it! So I hope you enjoy this story. I'm gonna try and update this story every monday.

*Above is Grayson*
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Life can be a Hassle when you have only a mom. My dad decided he didn't want the trouble of having a kid so he went ape shit crazy and got locked up.

*Flashback to 5 years ago*

"Bye Kailey! I'll see you tomorrow!" I yelled as I jumped off the bus steps. Most people hate school but not me. I love it in all honesty. It's the one place where I can get away from my abusive Father. Ever since I had come out as gay, he's done nothing but hurt my Mother and me. He's always blamed my Mother for me turning out to be like this. Even though, it wasn't her fault.

As I slowly walk up to my front door, I hear a loud crash coming from the inside. I quickly walk inside to see my dad throwing things at my mother with a bottle of Vodka in his hand. Why am I not surprised?! My father is a drunk. Has been for 2 years.

"You fucking Bitch! I'll kill you!" He runs at my mother with a knife in his hand. Being the Idiotic Kid I am, I run and push him away from touching my mother. He doesn't like that, not one bit.

"Oh? So you think you're a tough guy now huh?" He raises his voice at me, Slurring his words. He comes up to me and throws a punch to my stomach. I topple over; feeling all the air rush out of my lungs.

"If It were up to me, You would've been put up for adoption. I never wanted a faggot of a son. In fact... I— I never wanted a kid!" He screams. As he starts coming at me again, I hear a Clicking sound in the corner of the room and I look up.

My mother has a gun pointed at my father. "Get.. away.. from.. him!" She Demands. His posture doesn't falter. He's still standing his ground.

"You don't have the guts to shoot me. You're a fucking coward!" She looks at him with a look that says 'oh really'. Before he can move towards her, she aims the gun down and pulls the trigger. A loud Bang echoes through the entire house.

My Father Drops to the floor; holding his thigh. "You fucking Bitch! You're Crazy!" He yells at her. She doesn't drop the gun and runs over to me and puts me behind her.

Moments later, Police show up. One of the neighbors must have heard the gunshot and called the police.

My mother explains to them that she was protecting Herself and me and that's why she shot him because he was trying to "kill" us. Not exactly a Lie if you ask me.

They handcuff my father and put him in the back of the Squad car.

That's the last time I ever saw him. Last I heard, He got 20 years in prison for Tempted Murder.

*Flashback Over*

I'm not upset that I only have a mom because my father was a worthless piece of Shit and he deserves what he got.

Anyways, My Name is Grayson Brosius. I am 17 years old and I live in a Small town in Wisconsin called Shawano. Not the best Town. I hate it her honestly. I go to Shawano Community High School and I fucking hate it there with a passion.

It's about 6:30 in the morning and I have to get ready for work. On weekends, I'm scheduled early in the mornings. I work at Small Bookstore.

I lazily get out of bed, wanting to get more sleep but I sure do love money. Like, Don't get me wrong. I love my job because it involves Books, but sometimes I just want to get some decent sleep.

I walk into the bathroom and immediately jump when I look in the mirror. Is that me? Do I look like that?? God Damn! I look like a fucking Ghost.

I take my time to strip off all my clothes before hopping in the shower. I instantaneously feel a rush of relief wash through my muscles. I tend to take extremely hot showers because I love a good Burning sensation. You know the Phrase 'Working Out will burn of Calories?' Yeah. Well, I like to Burn off the ugly.

After I get done, I hastily dry myself off and go back to the mirror. I'm not attractive but I'm not ugly. I have an average body. Not much Muscle but no fat. Well— not much anyway. I have a very Faint 4 pack, which is all I'm ever gonna have.

I dry my hair a little bit before I do my hair up with a bit of Gel. I style it to make it look like I'm an Edward Cullen Wannabe. I quickly slide my glasses on before exiting the bathroom.

Once in my room, I shut the door and slip the towel off. I walk over to my desk and play some music. The Song 'Life Taker' by Amasic comes on. While listening to that, I enter my walk-in Closet.

~He'll become just like you, and do things he went through~

I slid on a pair of Pizza Boxers because why the hell not. Pizza is LIFE! I settle on a pair of Basic Black Jeans. Looking through my shirts, I come to terms that I want to wear a Button-down Shirt. I quickly settle with a Deep Red One with Knives on it. Yes, I'm a very Dark and Brooding Guy.. jk.

~You've become what you hate, Now you're the one taking lives away~

Once I'm all dressed, I turn my music off and throw on my shoes and walk down to my kitchen. I'm always hungry so I pack a big lunch for later and just eat a Piece of Avocado Toast. I have a weird avocado addiction. It's pretty bad.

After eating, I walk out to my car. The air nips at me because it's pretty cold still. For the middle of April, it's fucking cold.

I get into my car and immediately crank the heat up.

When I get to work, Abigail is already there getting ready to open the store. "Well, Good Morning Grayson! How are you this morning?" She asks me. Abigail is Clearly in her 50s but she's one hell of a person. One of my top favorite people to talk to.

"I'm doing Wonderful Ma'am! How about you?" She scowls at me; I only just realize what I had done wrong.

"I've told you before. Don't call me ma'am. It makes me feel old. But I'm doing wonderful as well!" She chuckles. This is why I love the woman, she knows how to make my day and make me feel better when I'm having an off day.

As the day goes on, We don't get really busy because no one reads books anymore. It's all done on phones now. I do it sometimes. I tend to use an app called Wattpad. My favorite app. I tend to read BoyxBoy Stories ;).

About 10 minutes before I got off work, A guy walks in and I recognize him from school.

"Hello! If you need help finding anything, feel free to ask." He looks at me questioningly. He's not bad-looking. He has a nice build. I notice that I'm still staring at him after a few minutes. He walks over to me and hands me a slip of paper.

"I need help finding this. "I take the slip of paper and read it. 'Harnessing Magick'. I look up at him. I didn't take him to be a spiritual type of person. I ask him to follow me and lead him to the Wicca/Pagan Section. "This is where you're gonna find anything from Spell Books to Books Containing Chakra Information. We surprisingly have a decent size section regarding this type of stuff. A lot of people tend to be interested in this subject. Ah, here it is!" I take the book from the shelf and go back to the counter.

I scan the book and tell him his total. He quickly pays his total and leaves without another word.

"Alright, Abby! I'm out of here. You have a good night." I hear a quick 'You too Hunny' before I walk out of the door. I get back into my car and head home. Once I get home, which doesn't take too long seeing as how I live 5 minutes from work.

I walk up to my room and strip to my boxers and crawl into my bed. I check my phone and see I have a message request from Zain Costello on Facebook.

Zain: I wanted to say thank you for the help at the bookstore. I know I rushed out pretty quick which was very rude on my part.

Me: Haha it was no problem! But I do have to ask, How did you find my Facebook?

Zain: Well your name was on your name tag and I recognized you from school so it wasn't that hard to find you lmao

Me: Oh! That makes sense. Well, feel free to add me. I am however gonna get some sleep. I'm hella tired. So I'll talk to you later I guess.

Zain: I would love that! Sleep well!

As soon as I end the conversation, I fall into a deep slumber.