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Arthur

Arthur brought his knees closer to himself and curled up into a ball. No matter how loud he turned his music up, he could still hear his father and brother screaming at each other. It seemed as though his oldest brother had gotten in trouble again, and his father was high off of something.

Their screams carried up the stairs, and Arthur could feel the thin wood of the stairs shaking as his brother stomped towards his room to pack his things. This was the usual routine: Dylan gets in trouble, Dad gets angry, Dylan goes to a friends house for a few days to cool off, and Dad takes his frustration out on Arthur.

With a wince, Arthur braced himself for what he knew was inevitably going to happen.

"Ay, kid, open the door!" Arthur heard his father calling to him from outside his room. He began to shake, and pretended not to hear him.

"Open this FUCKING door before I break it down!" His father started to pound his fist into the wood, as if he was serious about his threat. Arthur swallowed and slowly unlocked his door. His father pushed his way in and pinned Arthur to the wall by his throat.

"You know what happened, ay? DO YOU KNOW? Dylan got in trouble again. Again. I fucking told you to keep an eye on him, I told you to make sure this DIDN'T. HAPPEN. AGAIN." With every syllable on the last three words, he pushed Arthur's neck further into the wall. Arthur choked and tried to squirm away, but his father punched him in the stomach and suddenly he had no more strength to move. His father dropped him and he fell to the floor with a thump.

"WELL? Got anything to say for yourself?" Arthur tried to speak up. "I...I'm s-sorry-"

"SHUT UP! This is the last time you'll BE sorry!" Arthur's father kicked him in ribs, and he could have sworn he felt them crack. With a scream, he curled in on himself, trying to stop the pain. He slowly saw darkness creeping at the edges of his vision, and gladly welcomed it. The last thing he saw was his father leaving the room, and slamming the door behind him before Arthur slipped into unconsciousness.

Hello! I'm writing this story from Italy, Germany, America, and England's point of view, and I'm doing them by chapters. So far I've only got two done. Please tell me (Pretty please!) if you want more chapters. And if you have any ideas or suggestions, please share~:D

~Obamanarwhal