Save me? BoyxBoy

I Wont...

I entered the house and walked to the basement I mean my 'bedroom'. I changed into my red an black plaid PJ pants and looked at my phone. Five messages from Nate.

Home yet?

Your not replying?

Are you really that mad?

Look I'm sorry.

Ahhhhh! Maxwell answer me!

I just want him off my mind. I locked my phone and threw it on my bed. Stupid fucker. I threw off my shirt and threw it in the hamper. Looking in the mirror all the scars and bruises... They will always be there so I just closed my eyes took in a deep breath and realized the fact that Ill have these forever and more will be added on. I deserve it. All of it. A lone tear slipped out and I angrily whipped It away.

I ran up the basement steps and into the kitchen. I'm hungry. Twenty was on the table. God I love pizza. I have to say Dallas hates me, but at least he feeds me. Not like most abused kids get. I laughed silently to myself. Most abused kids. Wow.

The pizza got here and I crashed on the couch after eating a couple slices.

I turned on the huge flat screen on the wall while lying on the big enough expensive sofa. This house way huge and most parts were made out of window so the house was like almost all see through. Like no privacy. The basement was all walls so it wasn't that bad.

Thinking about the house made me tired.

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I woke up with horrible pain going through my scalp. I screamed out and my eyes shot open.

"Shut the hell up!" Dallas's angry voice yelled at me. I whimpered. He was dragging me by my hair. I was crying loudly.

"Please Dallas! Please stop!" He punched me in the face and kneed me in the stomach. I groaned. I started sobbing.

"Da-da-dallas! Please..." I whispered. He threw me on a bed. I don't know who's it was or if we went up stairs. I was to scared to care.

He crawled on top of me and breathed in my face. I realized then that he'd been drinking.

"What are you doing Dallas?" I asked in panic.

"Shut the hell up!" He yelled. He smacked me. Please God I'm begging please don't let him hurt me.

He started kissing down my neck. I whimpered. He bit down really hard and I cried out.

"Dallas!" I sobbed.

"Hmm?" He mumbled while sucking and biting.

"Please don't hurt me." I whimpered.

"I wont." He whispered back.

He then rubbed my naked chest. I tried pushing him. Alcohol makes him abusive and he's hurting me. In more ways than I can describe.

"Stop struggling." He growled through clenched teeth.

"Go find a whore to do this with I'm your brother!!" I screamed. He jerked me up and slammed me on the ground. I lost all the air in me. My vision became blurry and he started kicking me. I couldn't move or breath.

Black dots circled my vision. NO NO NO! I CANT LEAVE A DRUNKEN DALLAS WITH MY UNCONSCIOUS BODY!

But the darkness was stronger than me and pulled me in.

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