Hey there! This is my first story and I do not own Kingdom heart. This story will contain cursing, and in later chapters lemon. Hope you like it!
Hayner dragged his feet after his fight with Seifer. He didn't want to go home and deal with his father but he couldn't spend another night at Roxas' house. As he walked down the street to his house, he could already hear glass shattering and objects being thrown in his house. Hayner knew the longer he left the worst his father would get.
He got his keys from his pocket and opened the door to see a vase flying at his face. He dodged the vase just in time but didn't see the fist that was aiming for his gut. Once it connected with his stomach he doubled over and fell to the ground thinking 'why did he have to do this to me right after I just fought Seifer.' A boot slammed onto Hayner's back causing him to cringe in pain as his father repeatedly kicked him yelling at Hayner saying "YOU'RE THE REASON WHY SHE LEFT! YOU'RE THE REASON WHY MY WIFE LEFT ME!"
Once he had calmed and gave one last good kick to the rib he went to his room. Hayner has learned from past experience that if you make a sound before he makes it back to his room he will come back down and beat you so much worst then the first time.
Hayner crawls off the floor and makes his way to his room to see the damage. Once in his room he takes off his shirt to see that there are 7 bruises on him; three are on his ribs, two around his hips and stomach, the last two are on his lower back. "These are gonna take a while to fade."
His room was set up as a basic room. He had twin size bed in the corner of the room next to his night stand. The dresser was across the room from the bed and a desk was in the other corner closest to the door.
Looking at the note on his desk that was given to him by his mother before she left somehow gave him strength to deal with all of this bullshit. Whenever he felt like his days were going to go to hell he would read it. But the note just said "Hayner, I have to go but I will come back. When I come back I will make sure that you are safe and loved and have a happier life. Love, mom" to others it was just a small little note but to Hayner it was hope. The note gave him hope that he would leave this hell hole and live a normal life and not have to worry if he will die during one of his fights with his father.
Pulling a picture out of his wallet, he stared at him and his mother. They were at a park having a picnic and for once in Hayner's life he didn't need to put on a fake smile. When he was with his mother it was always happiest moments in his life. After recalling that memory he put the picture back in his wallet and fell into bed and went straight to sleep.
The sunlight coming through the curtains woke up Hayner. He could feel the pain rushing though his as he got up. Hayner went to go take a shower, hoping that it would help his sore muscles. The hot water helped him relax his muscles, once he was done with his shower he went to get changed and get ready for the day. Happy for the fact that it was the summer so there was no school so he didn't have to do anything other than hang out with friends.
Walking down stairs he had on a black t-shirt and cargo short with black boots on. Walking into the kitchen to get some cereal Hayner prayed that his father left for work. But when he heard a sound come from the couch he knew that his worst nightmare was coming right for him.
The only thing that could save him is if his father ignores him. Once Hayner made eye contact he knew it was over. His father picked him up and slammed him the door. Hayner's father wasn't that much taller than him but he was much bigger then him. His father had both of his arms in his hands and just glared at him with so much rage that he thought he almost felt a hole being burned though his skull. Randomly an alarm goes off upstairs 'I am saved' was all Hayner could think as his father threw him across the room falling hard. A chair hit his upper leg causing him the wince in pain. After his father ran upstairs to get ready for work Hayner bolted out the door to the sandlot. Lokking back along the way to make sure that his old man wasn't following.
Slowly coming to a stop in front of the sandlot he began to look at his arms from when his father grabbed him. "Ok so as long as I don't lift up my sleeve I should be ok" while he was walking into the sandlot Seifer was sitting there waiting for his friends to come. Seifer see Hayner walk by "chickenwuss where are your loser friends" as he is saying that he is slowly walking to him. He sees him pulling at the sleeve of his t-shirt "what are you doing to your shirt?"
"N-nothing! Why does it matter to you?!" Hayner says as he is glaring at him.
"Cause you look weird pulling your shirt like that." Seifer said glaring right back at him.
"Like you know what normal is." Hayner takes a step closer.
"I know it better then you." Seifer takes a step so they are chest to chest.
"Bullshit" once that left Hayner mouth Seifer pushed him. On any normal occasion Hayner would have just staggered a little and acted like nothing had happened but because of the bruise he just got this morning from the chair he stumbled back and fell. Some of his shirt came up and a bit of his sleeve showing a glimpse of the deep purple bruises. Quickly Hayner pulled his shirt down and covered his arm.
"Where the hell did you get those?!"
"I fell down the stairs. Why does it matter to you?" Hayner had his back to him so he couldn't see his face.
"I don't think you got that from just falling down the stairs"