Simon's POV (Still in flashback)
I carried her into the house and set her down in the armchair I was sat in earlier. After making sure she wasn't going to fall out, I ran back out and picked up her vodka bottle and shoes so the neighbours wouldn't see, then ran back in, closing and locking the door behind me. I dropped the shoes by the door and took the bottle to the kitchen and put it on top of the cabinets. I heard my mum moving round, and went back towards her. She had got up and walked towards the door. I ran up and blocked her path.
"Mum, you're drunk. You need to go and sit down." I said slowly.
"I'm not drunk! How could you?!?!" She yelled, reaching up and slapping me. I ducked down and covered my head with my arms. She grabbed my forearm and pulled it away from my face, slapping me again and again...
*Out of flashback*
"That night, when she realised dad was gone, she hit me until she broke my nose. She blamed me for everything, and I believed her. That happened night after night after night. She came home drunk, I took her inside, she beat me up. I only saw her when she was drunk or extremely hungover. That has been going on for 3 years now." I said.
"3 years? Why didn't you tell someone?" Josh said.
"I was too scared that someone would take me to a home. And, for the first couple of weeks, I believed her when she told me it was my fault." I said sadly.
"It wasn't anything to do with you!"
"That's not what my mum told me."
"Your mum is a bitch." Josh said bluntly, making me smile slightly.
"Yeah." I whispered.
"Well, we're at my house now. Don't worry about your mum anymore." Josh said, leading me forward.
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The Eyes Of An Angel|| Minizerk
Fanfiction-MOSTLY WRITTEN IN LIKE 2016 SO APOLOGIES IN ADVANCE FOR GRAMMAR, I WAS DUMB AND STILL AM- My life was pretty normal. Until he showed up. The boy. The boy that never opened his eyes. But when he did... I saw the eyes... The eyes of an angel. (A/N Th...