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Chapter 19:

It was two days before Christmas, and Corey finally returned home.

Realistically he didnt want to, but he knew he had too.

He trudged through the snow dreading every second. It was freezing but the lack of feeling in his toes would be better than the other shit he'd have to go through. He stood outside his house, taking a moment.

Joeys had been fun. The little date they went on. Cute. Cuddling in bed. Adroable. Holding hands while smoking pot he really shouldn't be smoking. Amazing. Making out, yeah that was surprisingly good for Corey. Not an inch of fear. He felt like he was moving away from the past. But now as he walked through the door, he braced himself.

He walked into the living room anticipating a lot.

"Corey?" His mother said looking up at him as he walked into the living room she looked upset and Frank was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey." He sighed taking a seat next to her. He tried to be friendly after deciding to stay at Joey's for two nights especially with them not knowing where he was.

He looked at his moms face who smiled a small sad smile, "hi."

"You okay?" He asked gently

"I missed you." she said with a shrug "I know you don't think I do for some reason but, I do."

"I missed you too mom." He smiled softly and that's when he saw it. He could feel his blood boil as he saw her eye.

"Did he do that?" Corey asked shocked.

She touched the bruise and sighed. "He didnt mean to."

Corey wanted to yell and scream at her, was she stupid? How does someone accidnelty do that to someone that they are ment to love? Joey had never given Corey a black eye and definitely not by 'accident.'

"Of course he did. Hes an asshole!" Corey said

"Dont bad mouth him. I love him" She snapped

"He hit you!" Corey yelled "hes a dick, my partner doesn't hit me." Corey argued hoping he could get away with partner...

"Oh shut up! You're just like your father. Controlling and manipulative." She yelled back.

Corey's jaw dropped. "What?" He asked darkly

She didnt respond, but started into his cold once blue eyes.

"What did you say?" Corey yelled.

"You are just like your father!" She said, the venom in every word.

"Oh so hes home?" He heard a guy ask, out of no where.

He turned around to Frank, his breathes heavy from the amount of rage he was feeling. He curled his fists up, trying to breath, but not being able to control the rage.

Frank was dressed in the stupid suit he was wearing but without the blazer, and his hair messy...he was napping the whole time. Fuck.

"You hit her?" Corey asked

Frank stared at his mom before looking back at him. Corey knew that stare. He had seen it from hundreds of his moms boyfriends. It meant she was going to get it later and he despised that in his very bone marrow. "what's it to you?"