Midnight~5sos

The Photograph

Flashback- Ashton's POV

I walk slowly around the park and breath deeply. the smell of sunshine and recently cut grass. I smile and savor it, glad to be away from my drunken father. away from the abuse. I snap a picture of a bird sitting on a branch. I lower the camera and let it hang around my neck. I feel the bounce of the camera against my bruised chest and wince. I close my eyes and try to picture myself away from this place. in a place of happiness and peace. "I wish." I mumble. This camera is the only gift my dad ever gave me. my mom wants to give me presents but dad won't let her. I sigh. why can't I just be normal?

After sitting for a good ten minutes, I feel restless and was about to leave when I looked up and sad a pink haired boy sitting on a bench. I watch his lips move and his face scrunch up in confusion. He shakes his head then just sits there emotionless. huh, that's weird. I raise my camera and zoom in then snap a picture. I look up from the brim of my camera and smile. I take another picture and look at it. was he looking at me? He was! I need to go! I get up and run back to my house only to look back once and see him looking at me and talking to himself again.

END FLASHBACK

I rub my thumb on his cheek and stare at his face. so beautiful. I hear banging on my door and my dad's shouting. I sigh and frown. I slip my only picture left of him in a book then put in under my mattress. I prefer this one anyway. he's emotionless and his arms are crossed. The other picture of the boy got burned by my mom. she said I would get a horrible beaten by dad, so I let her but I kept the other one hidden for a year now.
"Faggot! Get your ass over here and unlock this fucking door! Now!" My father screamed so loud that my bones rattled. my lip quivers and I shrink against the wall. the door bursts open and flys against the wall. "please don't.." but of course he doesn't listen, he never does. "shut up faggot! I'm going to teach you a lesson!" He screams in my faces and punches my stomach. I bend over and clench my stomach. I feel my nose drip and a pain. he kneed me in the nose. I cry out but get punched in the mouth. He grabs my wrist and looks down at it then smiles evilly. "You cut? You're such a pussy! Can't handle a little punch so you have to go and cut and wine!" He pulled out a pocket knife and opened it. "I'll do it for you." he said evilly then there was a searing pain, I looked at my forearm and blood was gushing out. I felt faint. black dots were blocking my vision. I fell and saw nothing.