Gene's pov:
I know it's sounds messed up but it's true. I wanted him to break one or two
bones to show him how much it hurt all those times when I got beat up trying to save him. I always thought he was grateful but turns out he isn't at all.I was walking done the street heading home. Dante was staying the night in the hospital since they wanted to keep and eye on him so I was about to go home alone. As I walked up to my house I felt a pit of anxiety, please can they be at work or put at a bar and not here. I opened the door to hear silence until I heard screaming.
"WHO THE HELL IS IT?" My eyes widened as I realized I was home later then I said I would be and not only that but Dante is at the hospital which must mean they called them. They don't care about us and by they I mean my biological parents. I don't call them my "parents" because they never once acted like them.
"DANTE IS IT YOU?" I heard his voice again. It was ideally my dad who would beat me up and my mom would just ignore us all.
"OR IS IT GENE?" Should I run upstairs or leave? I know it's stupid to come back home knowing I will get beaten up but no one would under stand unless they were abused.
"WHO THE HELL IS THERE!" Dang it! I hesitated to long, maybe I could run up to my room or-
At that moment my thoughts stopped as well as my heart. My dad walked into the hallway mud room looking drunk and angry as hell. I saw him coming slowly towards me with an sick smile."Well well well... you know what happens when you come home late and I made sure of that but... YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I GET INTERRUPTED AT WORK BECAUSE MY SON WAS AT THE HOSPITAL." I could lie to him and say I didn't beat him up but even if I didn't I would still be hurt badly. I looked at his hand and saw he was holding a beer bottle. I took a deep breath and booked it to my room. I heard him running up the stairs after me as I slammed the door. He was banging on it again and again so I moved a bunch of my stuff in front of the door. I then tried opening my window but it was stuck. I punched it and it was about to open until I got pulled back and pushed against the wall. I couldn't see him but I knew it was my father. I felt pressure on my face and stomach as each punch came. Each punch made me feel like I was getting rocks thrown at me. My dad was a body builder and he went to the gym often so he was very strong. I tried pushing him off by kneeing him but instead I got a punch in the eye. Just as I thought it was over I saw him with my blurry vision take out a beer bottle, the next thing I knew I heard a smash and everything went black.
Y/n pov:
"Dante!" Dante looked up at me and smiled."Hey babe!" I ran up and kissed him.
"Sorry I couldn't see you sooner they wanted to see if there was any trauma to the brain and once they saw there wasn't they let me in since Gene left and I was your girlfriend." I suddenly saw Dante twitch at the name Gene.
"Dante what's wrong?" I asked him.
"N-nothing just t-that... never mind." I narrowed my eyes at him trying to figure out what he wanted to tell me.
"You know if you give me your house number I can call Gene since he said his phone was dead and-" before I could finish Dante sat up wincing because of his broke rib.
"WAIT HE'S AT MY HOUSE?" I nodded unsure of why Dante seemed so alarmed until I remembered. There parents were abusive.
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