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I'm Home!

(In Fisher’s pov, no ship, Warning: physical abuse, emotional abuse, neglect, drug use, attempted sexual abuse)

I came home from school. Why did I return home? There was no point in it. I’m standing in front of the door to the house. Do I even want to enter? I guess I have too. Turning the door handle to smell food. I didn’t know I was hungry until now. As quietly as I could I closed the door. Taking my shoes off and heading to my room. “Boy, after you put your stuff away, come out and eat.” I know that voice. That’s my Dad’s voice. Turning around to look at him, only to see that he wasn’t angry. He was happy. He stared at me waiting for an answer. Looking into his eyes I could see the patience running out. I nodded ‘yes’ not wanting to anger him. Placed my stuff in my room and walked back to the kitchen. The food was already on the table. “Where’s mom?” She wasn't at the table. My sister wasn’t either.

“Your Mother and your sister are having a fun ‘Mother daughter’ trip.” If they're gone, that means. No, I’m overreacting. Being pushed into my seat was enough to snap me out of my thoughts. It was more of me being thrown in but it was a push. Sitting in a chair alone with my Dad. Rocking a bit. Why did mom have to go on this trip now? After a few bite I swallowed a pill-like item. Looking at my Dad’s plate to see he had taken nothing. I finished my food and excused myself. Left for my room to do homework. After a few minutes of doing homework. I felt numb and my body went limp. What is happening? I couldn’t move. It felt like I was in the middle of sex. Wait, did he. He wouldn’t. I’m his son. His child. He wouldn’t do that! I tried to get up but immediately fell. Hearing footsteps coming towards my room.

Dad entered the room, smiling. “So the drug did work.” He did use a drug, that’s why he didn’t eat anything. He took out his phone to make a call. Saying ‘come on over’ and ‘he’s ready’. Is he selling my body to people? “But I gotta test it first before you come over, call ya later.” Test it? Does he mean me? He ended the call and walked closer to me. I scooted away, hitting my back against the wall. He laughed kind of darkly. “Aw, are you scared of your big ol’ Daddy?” It was almost said in a baby voice. Searching his eyes to see if it’s a joke. But all I saw was lust. He’s turned on. By me? He bent down to me, overly close to my face. Too close to my lips. I felt his lips on mine. It was wrong. It is wrong. I used my arms to push him away and off me. I tried with all my strength. He didn’t budge. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes. He pulled away, licking his lips.

“I’m home!” It was Mom. She came back. Dad was furious, sighing that he couldn’t go further. He grabbed my face and smiled. Kissed me once again, hitting his shoulder to make him stop. He pulled away and left making a phone call. Probably to that person who was going to come over. Curled into myself, rocking back and forth. Tears falling down my face. I should sleep this off.

Total of words 599 - Alaphi