Everything was going wrong again. My dad came back, my cat died, Billy's gone for a week and now everythings falling apart. I walked into the kitchen to make toast, but when I opened the bread holder thing it slammed into the table. I felt my father stare at me. "Sorry." I muttered under my breath, my father stood up. "Yeah, you better be sorry you fucking brat." He gripped me by the hair and threw me onto the floor.
I was numb. I couldn't feel anything. My father beat me and left to go out to a pub. He hadn't changed. I thought he would've since ma let him back in, or atleast earn a bit of respect, god, today is gonna be a long week with him around again.
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briffin (idk what to call it help)
Short Storyokay so like I've aged them up to 17 all of this is from Griffin's pov only btw 'the invisible life of Griffin stagg, he gets tossed about and teased by the other boys for not having a girlfriend, they called him slurs and called him queer. Griffin...
