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*Three Weeks Later*

I tiredly entered my house, after a long day of school. Today, Mr. Adams was being even more of a prick then usual. He gave me detention, so I got home late.

As soon as I opened the house door I heard the sound of glass shattering. I quickly raced to the sound.

I saw my dad towering over Henry, who had a broken beer bottle on the floor next to him. Henry stared up at him, horrified. My heart raced as I quickly sprang into action.

He is NOT going to hurt him.

"Hey!" I screamed, running in between the two. "Pick on somebody your own size!"

"Alright." He said, smirking. He punched he right in the nose, making blood burst from it like a fountain.

"Go." I whispered to Henry. He wearily nodded, and ran out of the room.

At least he's safe.

He grabbed me by the collar and slammed me against the wall. He then punched me in the jaw.

At least their all safe.

My father continued to punch me. As much as I wanted to fight back, I couldn't. I know that that would lead to more blood.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, he finally stopped. He backed away and retreated into his office, where he would most likely drink until he passed out.

Henry ran back into the room with bandages.

"M' fine..." I slurred, weakly pushing away the supplies. He ignored me and put a bunch of random stuff on my face. I have no idea what half of it does. Lastly, he handed me two bottles. Concealer and foundation for the morning.

"Thanks, doctor." I said, weakly saluting him.

He chuckled slightly. "You shouldn't have done that... I can handle a few punches."

"I'd rather it be me than you." I said, as he helped me up and towards my room. He frowned in response.

"Go get some sleep, Jack."

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