haven't i learned?

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Tyler's pov

"Why the fuck can't you do anything right?" He shouts, picking up a beer bottle and chucking it at me, missing by an inch.

I'm standing still, frozen in fear as he groans and yells.

"You have nothing to say for yourself?" He asks, rhetorically. I know if I do say something it'll end up being worse than what will happen if I don't. So I just stand there.

"Really?" He grabs another beer bottle from the fridge. "No apologies? No more of your stupid fucking excuses?"

"I-I.."

"Oh! It speaks! It's too fucking late for that shit, Tyler! God fucking damn it!" He yells, punching a hole into the kitchen wall, making me flinch.

"I just don't fucking understand how stupid you can be sometimes!"

"I-I'm sorry." I whisper.

"If you're going to speak, might as well talk loud enough for me to hear you!"

"I'm sorry." I repeat, just barely loud enough for him to hear me.

He laughs and scoffs, taking a chug of the beer in his hand. "Just shut the fuck up. Go to our room, you know what to do."

I nod and run off our room to be used and abused once again. I strip myself naked and get on our bed, pushing my ass in the air.

"God damn, Ty. I'll never get tired of seeing you like this." He spoke, his voice sending shockwaves through my body.

I heard him undo his belt and saw his shadow walk over to me. His hand rubbed and kneaded the pudge of my ass, before he hit me with his belt.

I scream in pain, my eyes instantly filled with tears. I'll never get used to this.

//

"Please pick up, please pick up, please pick up." I mumble into the phone. "Fuck, please pick up Joshua. Please, please, please pick up."

There's no answer so I dial the number again, praying he picks up. But he didn't. He doesn't. Even though I've tried five times now, he doesn't pick up.

I roll over on the bed, my hand dangling over the side. Maybe I was stupid, thinking he could help. Haven't I learned not to get my hopes up? Haven't I learned, time after time, I can't rely on anyone but myself?

Haven't I learned there's no escaping this? I'm stuck, it's not ever going to be over. This will never be over. It'll never stop. I'll never leave. I'll never make it out alive.

Haven't I learned this all before?

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