traitor • cmb

13; you should be

tw: abuse, mention of suicide

DISCLAIMER: I do not want to use corbyns real dads name (so ray) because I don't wanna showcase him as a bad father cause we stan ray besson😭 so corbyns dads name in this will be david.

erica

I get a text from corbyn saying that everyone is out of the change room so I head over there. I open the door and see that it was completely empty like he said.

"corbyn?"

"I'm over here" he says. by the sound of it he's at the little benches in the middle of the change room. I walk over to him and see him sitting down in his full uniform. man I've missed seeing him in it.

I sit down next to him and put my hand on his, showing him comfort and that he can talk to me whenever he wants. he looks down at my hand on his, then back up at me, and flips his hand around, interlocking our fingers.

"I never thought I'd have to see him again until later on in life. I had just gotten happy too. got a girlfriend, reunited with my best friends. and he just waltzes back into my life like a freaking wrecking ball." he says breaking the silence.

"corbyn what happened friday night?" something bad must've happened considering his black eye.

corbyn

*flashback*

I looked at her confused until I see beer bottles on the counter behind her and a pair of familiar black sneakers on the mat at the front door.

I drop my keys once I figured out what she was talking about.

no.

my scared expression quickly turns angry as I approach my father sitting on his chair.

"ah corbyn your home. I was starting to get worried." he says slightly smirking. yea right.

"what are you doing here david." I say showing my anger towards him

"that's dad to you son. and what do mean what am I doing here, it's my fucking house" he says showing anger right back at me as he stands up from his chair. as much as I hate admitting it, I get my anger from my father so you can imagine what growing up was like.

"it stopped being your house when mom kicked your ass out, now again what are you doing here"

after that he picks me up by my collar and pins me against the wall. "you will not speak to me like that, you hear me! learn some respect you piece of shit" he shouts then puts me down.

"now I don't care what that bitch says, it is still my house and I can come here whenever I choose" he says, shouting again. I know he did not just call my mother that.

"don't you ever call my mother that again" I say shoving him as he stumbles back. I can tell that really angered him cause next thing I know I feel a punch straight on my eye, causing me to stumble back this time.

my mother started screaming at him to stop as I throw a punch right back at him, busting his lip. now he's really angry.

he grabs me again by the collar and slams me on the ground this time. "you better watch yourself kid, cause I will not hesitate to beat the shit out of you to teach you a lesson." after that he slams my back against the ground one more time, letting go this time, causing me to cough harshly.