Chapter 1 - Courage

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Date Started: 21-1-2022
Date Finished: 22-1-2022
Date Published: 22-1-2022
!TW!
Abuse
Blood/Bruises
Panic Attack
Crying

Tommy walked into his house quietly, careful not to annoy his parents. He was already black and bruised from the kids in his class, he didn't need another beating today.

Tiptoeing up to his room, he made sure to avoid every step that made a creak.

Once in his room, he carefully placed down his bag, taking his shoes off and almost immediately noticing there was dirt on the bottom of them. There was now mud on the hard wood floors of the house wherever he had just stepped.

Before he could grab the cleaning supplies and get rid of the mess he made, he heard an angry shout from downstairs.

"THOMAS INNIT YOU GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW"

He was scared, to say the least.

Trembling with anxiety, he quickly but quietly made his way downstairs, to where his father was standing next to the front door.

"WHAT IS THIS MESS!?"
"I'm sorry, father.." Tommy managed to mumble.

He knew he was about to get hit, and he knew it would be bad.

"BACKYARD, NOW!"

Tommy hastily walked to the backyard, careful not to trip over his feet.

His mind was racing and he was on the verge of tears.

He didn't want to be punished.

!TW STARTS HERE!

Only a minute after he had got out to the backyard himself, his father came out holding a glass bottle.

He could see his father raise his arm, and as he closed his eyes he could feel heat & pain embrace his head.

At the same time he heard the sound of breaking glass, and he could feel a thick liquid pour from his skull.

The rest was a blur.

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He woke up around 5 o'clock in the morning the next day.

He was covered in blood and bruises.

His body ached.

His head was spinning.

He wanted to cry.

Every part of his body was laced with pain, and when he tried to move it only got worse.

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After a few minutes he finally got up, forcing himself inside and immediately cleaning up the mess he had made the day prior.

After cleaning up, he sat on the floor and cried.

He just wanted it to all stop.

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