My friends and I have problems

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Craig's POV
"You worthless piece of shit! Get out of my room!"
"Dad I just wanted help on homework"
"I just want you out of my life" he said. It burned into my brain like acid.
"... I love you dad" I finally spoke. There was silence in the room. I then turned and left with tears brimming my eyes. I ran into the bathroom locking the door. I started hyperventilating from crying so hard. I drew a bath. I looked at the bruises on my face, then at my arms. I gently grazed my fingers over the purple marks. Eyes red and tired. Skin pale and purple. Hair dirty and messy. I stripped my shirt off and threw it to the ground. I flexed, nothing showed, I was weak inside and out. I stopped the tub and undressed. I stepped in and laid down in it. I looked at my arm to see the cigar mark made yesterday. I wasn't looking for pity, I wasn't looking for attention, I was just looking for happiness in a dark place. I closed my eyes and imagined my mum and I in a beautiful field with flowers and butterflies. Everything started dying, the flowers, animals, the grass. I opened my eyes then closed them
and sunk my head under.
Tyler's POV
"Fuck off!" I yelled at him. They wanted to bring me on their stupid gay picnic.
"Tyler sweetie Jim wants to bond with you"
"No dad! This is weird! Leave me alone!" I said running into my room. "Tyler!" He yelled.
What a fag (I am so sorry this is just how I wanted the character. I do not hate homosexuals❤️). I don't want to meet his stupid boyfriend. I don't give a fuck if he's nice, funny, rich, I don't care! It's disgusting. I opened my window and climbed outside onto the roof. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it looking at the sky. Someone climbed onto the roof with me. He took the cigarette and put it in between his lips and took a puff. It was my twin brother Bryce. "What's got you all pissed?" He asked smirking. "Dad wants me to meet his boyfriend" I said rolling my eyes and taking my cigarette back. "He seems nice, he makes Dad happy" Bryce said. I rolled my eyes and tossed my cigarette off the roof. "Look Tyler just give him a chance alright, he loves you and who cares if he's gay or not he'll always be our dad" he said. I stood up and climbed back inside.
Evan's POV
I was at my aunts house eating dinner because "my mom was to busy". I don't care I loved my aunt anyways. "So any new friends?" She asked. "Uh-yeah actually, like 4"
"Wow mr popular", I laughed.
"Who are they?"
"Craig, Tyler, Marcel, and Jon"
"Oh I know Jon, the sweet little crippled boy, lived next door to that house for a while" she said smiling. I nodded an stabbed my chicken lightly and cut it. "Yeah, he's something"
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know *takes bite* he's just different from the rest", she nodded and ate her broccoli.
Marcel's POV
"Ready?" Ryan asked. "As ready as I'll ever be!" I yelled on top of the ramp. "Go!" He yelled. I shot down the ramp on the board into the balloons popping some. Grace screamed, startled by the balloons popping. I lost balance and slipped falling off the board and on my back laughing. "That was sick dude" Ryan said. Ryan is the boy I'm living with, currently, and grace is his younger sister. "Lemme see" I said standing. "Marcel, your elbow" she said touching the skin next to it. I've always liked Grace, it wasn't a huge crush, just a small one. She was only a year younger, short blonde hair, big blue eyes, petite figure.
"It's fine" I said shrugging her hand off my arm. She looked at me confused and I showed her my broken fingers from yesterday. She nodded and went inside then came out with a big bandaid and put it on the scratch from the ground. I smiled wanting to just grab and kiss her. She smiled back and went back inside. Ryan rolled his eyes and we went inside.