Chapter 1
Warning: This fic contains child abuse and has character death.
He was screaming again. Arms flailing wildly, face red, Father was going on the same tirade about how much of a disgrace I was to my family. At 6.2'', he was a very intimidating man, and his words were as sharp as knives, which left marks all over my skin. "Worthless, pathetic," he said. I cowered beneath his feet, begging for a reprieve from what I knew was about to come. "Don’t! Please don't! I didn’t mean to speak against you in front of all those people! It just slipped out!"
Even as I said that, I knew it was too late. There was nothing that could save me now. PainpainpainpainPAINpleasepleaseplease stopi'msorryi'lldobetteri'llbebetterneveragainjustSTOP! Numbness. I'm so tired. Why don’t I sleep? Why can't I go to sleep? I see a light. There are people there, waiting for me. Not like father, with his sharp words and sharper blade, but mother, with her kind smiles and unlimited love. "Hello Again" she says. "Take my hand, my brave, beautiful boy."
I take it.
