WHO'S BOSS( J.JK FF)

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What I see blows my fucking mind....

I look around the room and see clothes everywhere and blood, I see blood, my eyes finally land back on Y/n or should I say dad.

He is on top of her, choking her, and raping her. I look at Y/n and I cry. She has blood smeared all over her face and bloody bruises all over her body. I notice her eyes rolled to the back of her head. I run out of the room and and rush towards my mom's room, where she has a gun for protection. I grab the gun and turn around and see my dad panting heavily, looking at me as if he'd kill me right then and there. I bring grab the gun and point it at him.

"If you take one step near me, I will shoot you" I take a cautious step back.

"You wouldn't dare" he looks straight at me, not a bit of fear in his eyes. He takes a step closer"come on do i-" I aim the gun at his leg and shoot him. "Ah, look my boy think he's tough now" he hold his hand over the bullet wound.

"I warned you" I pointed the gun towards his head. I noticed Y/n standing in the doorway.

"D-dont kill him" she says "I'm o-okay"

"Why shouldn't I? I just watched him rape you.... Y/n is he the reason for your panic attacks, is he the reason you're afraid to sleep alone, is he the reason why you hurt yourself?"

"Y-yes" she confesses

"THEN WHY SHOULDN'T I KILL HIM, HE HURT YOU, HE FUCKING RAPED YOU, THAT'S NOT WHAT DAD'S ARE SUPPOSED TO DO" my voice getting shaky as I raise it. My hands start to shake and i get mad, tears pouring down my face "WHYYYY"I yell in his face.

He stares at me. I see red, he sees red. He is psycho and crazy, he's fucked up in the head, he's always been.

"You wouldn't really kill me would you" he smirks, I want to slap that dirty smirk off his face.

"YOU DON'T FUCKING KNOW ME" I scream in his face. I aim the gun at his other leg and shoot, he grunts in pain."Wanna fucking test me further"

"Y/n, please leave" I calmly say to her. She shakes violently as she walks away.

I hear her in the bathroom running the sink.

3RD POV

You stand in the mirror and look at yourself disgusted, completely disgusted with yourself. Wondering how could you let him do that to you, you could've stopped it.

You grab a face cloth and wet it as you wipe the blood from your face. You gag and throw up into the sink. You look at yourself again and cry

"Why" you quietly say to yourself "what did I do to deserve this" you walk over to the shower and turn on warm water. You flinch as the water touches your skin.

You flinch everytime you here something break, Your dad and brother were fighting...

You turn the water off and walk to your room and stand there in shock, looking around at everything, you gasp and start to panic remebering all the events that occured.
PTSD...

You slide down the wall and hug your knees and uncontrollably sob until you've calmed down. You walk towards your dresser and grab a pair of underwear and a tee shirt and slip into them. You hiss when the clothes come in contact with your bruised skin. You hear glass shatter and you wince.