Hi everyone, kinda new to fanfiction here but I hope you all enjoy this story. It's basically the moment of Danny's life after his dad hit him and how him and Joe kind of got a closer and more unusual relationship.

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I remember seeing them, I recognized Becca Fisher, Chlo's boss or something. Why, why did dad do that? Chlo had just finished her shift and we were going to go see a film. Chlo forgot her purse and she made me go and get it and there dad was, snogging her face off. Well, I say snogging; it was a quick kiss, like they didn't want anyone to see them. I remember freezing on the spot, Chlo's purse on the counter right behind them. How could I get it now? I left the hotel quickly, the two of them still in my mind. Why would dad do that to mum? I thought they were good now, no more fighting. Would they get divorced? I wouldn't want to become the kid with the divorced parents. I told Chlo I couldn't find it and then she got all angry before storming into the hotel herself and retrieving her purse before yelling at me about how stupid I am.

The next couple of days were hard; I could barely look dad in the eye. Mum and dad weren't that great either but that was normal for the pair of them. The next week was even harder, I thought I would have forgotten about it now but it still stuck in my mind. I decided to tell dad. He could explain to me what had happened, I was old enough now. He had just got back from a job; he was in his room reading the paper.

"Dad," I said slowly.

"What is it?" he said tiredly, putting his paper on the bed.

"I saw you in the hotel with-"I was distracted by dad getting up, walking past him and closing the door.

"You saw us did you?" he said, kneeling so he was face to face with me.

"Yeah," I said awkwardly.

"Me and Becca are just good friends." He said firmly.

"But you were-"

"You're just a boy. You didn't know what was happening." I felt myself getting angrier. I'm not just a boy.

"You're cheating on mum!" I said my voice getting louder.

"You need to shut your mouth!" Dad said his voice twice as loud as mine.

"I know what I saw!" I said. Dad got up so he was now towering over me.

"Danny you need to swear to me that you won't say a word or I swear-"

"Swear what?! Kill me?" I yelled.

The next thing I felt was a sharp sensation hitting my face. It was strong and as cold as ice. It almost made me fall over; I stumbled and hit my head against the wall. My vision was blurred and the bang against the wall made it twice as worst. Once I got firm ground I starred at dad eyes wide and full of fear. My dad had just hit me! His firm face was now in shock. I turned around, pulled the door open and ran.

"Danny!" I heard dad yell. "Dan, come back!" he sounded worried.

I didn't listen to his apologizes as started to come after me. I sprinted down the stairs. Mum and Chlo were shopping and Grandma was with Jack, helping him in the shop. I yanked the door open and ran into the outside world. I knew that dad couldn't hurt me with witnesses anywhere.

My cheek burns and I feel my lip begin to swell and bleed. Tears run down my face and sting my wounds. Dad is still coming after me, how can I trust him now? I feel so betrayed and alone. He is closely behind me, I run across a busy road, a car almost hitting me.

"DANNY!" I hear dad scream as I barely miss the vehicle. I get to the other side unharmed.

I run on right, dad still on the other side, the heavy traffic giving me a chance to get away from him… forever? No. I know I'm going to have to go back sometime. Besides, mum, grandma and even Chlo need me. What do I do now? Go to the police? I could tell Ellie, she's probably the only one I can trust. I could go to the beach or the cliffs or…

Ideas come through my mind until I finally decided to go to Tom's house. Tom's my best friend, if anyone could keep a secret for me. I know that revealing that my dad hit me wouldn't be any good. I'd have to walk around for the rest of my life as, not the boy with the divorced parents, but the boy who got hit by his dad.

I see Nige look at me. "You alright Dan?" he asked with concern, I turn at an angle so he can't see my bruise.

"Yeah fine," I said quickly before hastily walking away. I hope my future bruise hasn't formed already or that it is too noticeable. People continue to stare at me. I don't want them to. I try to wipe my tears away but it's no good. My dad hit me and that's something I will never forget.

Until the day I die.