I stood by the door for a moment, my hand wrapped around the cool metal of the door handle. I shifted my weight nervously. I was late, very late. I should have been home an hour ago, but Kyle Lang, the school bully, had tied me up and thrown me in an ally way in a town thirty minutes away. Take the time it took me to get untied and walk home, add it up, and you get a very late Frank. My dad would be pissed. I know he would. My fingers wander to the bruise on my jaw and trace the skin lightly, before I open the door.
I tiptoe inside, hoping that my dad was asleep. I am just in the door when I hear a voice.
"Where tha fuck were you?" Came my dad's slurred voice drifting from the kitchen. I don't answer, he doesn't actually want an answer, he just wants to harass me.
"Were ya out fucking your boyfriends, faggot? Huh?" My dad taunted me standing up from his place on the couch. He made his way over to me, kicking away empty beer bottles and a bag of weed. He lowered his face close to mine, his breath stank of alcohol, weed, and chips. I winced and turned my head away.
"Look at me!" He screamed at me, grabbing my face in his hand and roughly turning my head to face him. "Was Faggot Frank out fucking guys? Was he?"
I didn't look into his eyes for I knew what was there was only empty drunkenness.
"You disgust me." He said spitting in my face and shoving me back. He stumbled back to the couch and plopped down. "Its your fault your mother left, and you can't even look me in the eyes."
My mom left when I was seven, and I don't blame her, living with my father was hell. I did feel a deal of anger towards her for leaving me alone with the monster, but if I had been put in that situation, I would have left to. I walk quickly to the small bedroom I have in the trailer we live in. I only have a bed and dresser in there, all of my posters had been ripped off by my dad. I threw my bag onto my twin sized bed and sat down. I put my face in my hands. I was surprised my dad hadn't hit me, but that only means he has something worse planned. I lay down and close my eyes, longing for an escape from the life I live. Eventually I drift off into a sleep filled with images of me escaping this hell I call a life.

Notes

So there is chapter one! I just finished my other fanfic burn bright and I got this idea, so there you go! Tell me your opinions please!

Never Change.

#WOLFY#