Broken Adoration

----- !!!!!!!TRIGGER WARNING!!!!!!! This book contains PTSD, Depression, Some Mental/Physical Abuse, Substance Abuse, Suicide and Sexual content !!!!!!TRIGGER WARNING!!!!!! ------

Crimson red blood dripped down from the floorboards above onto the dirt basement floor, the once echoing screams of a young woman who fell in love with the wrong man now faded into silence. The pre-teen boy who sat in the bone chilling room looked up at the sudden sounds of heavy steps pounding against the old wood planks and his breathing quickened, he knew once those boots descended the cold cement steps into the darkness that surrounded him that he would be the next one to die.
There was no one left to protect him from the man he called his father.

That was until he heard the sirens followed by a loud bang of their once ideal condition oak front door being blown in and the shouts of multiple officers as they entered the room above, telling his father to drop the axe and get on the ground or they'll shoot.

The new voices shouted terrifying words to each other. Words he had only heard and thought to exist in his nightmares.

Finally revising and editing a close to heart story I started as a teenager in highschool, surly this story will be nothing like you may have already read. So I would recommend rereading the next few chapters because I, as a more advanced writer, have discovered some flaws in my past self's grammar and lack of common sense apparently when it comes to realistic ideals and had lost track of how I wished for this story to play out, so please enjoy Broken Adoration, the way it was meant to be written.