Okay, so..this is my first time actually writing anything. That's the reason why it's so short. I'm just getting used to it. Excuses, excuses I know. But tell me if there should be a part two..or if this should be just a oneshot. I'd really like to know. And please review! I'll be making more soon. Maybe not Dip, but I promise more.
A Dip Story
My name is Pip, and ever since I've moved in with my friend Damien..my days have been like this...
I couldn't help, but to love Damien. Although he was inconsiderate..and very mean to me. I think what he needs is love. If he likes it or not, I know that's what he needs. But a little chap like myself cannot give him enough. It will take ti- there he is. I was making thoughts to myself while scrubbing the floor for him. As asked.
Usually after he gets back from his father, he's very angry. So I brace myself for his violent actions. I look up into his crimson eyes. So filled with resentment and hatred.
After making contact he kicks me... Hard.
Then another one.
He kicked me in the ribs causing me to lose my breath.
I stabilize myself with one elbow propped up on the ground and with my other arm I hold my rib cage staying as still as I can trying to breathe again. I'm tearing up, but I don't shout in pain.
He grabs my arm pulling me to stand up, and then he embraces me. Just like always. A berserk action and then a tender hug to 'make me feel better'. I'm certain that none of my bones are broken though my skin is surely bruised.. I don't worry about it yet. After a few moments of mumbling to himself, Damien then puts a long fingered hand on my injured side.
"I apologize... You know how..despicable my father can make me." After that said I nod saying it's fine. I never question Damien's wrongdoings. I know he has to take his frustration out on someone. Rather it be me than anyone else. Who knows what could go down if it were someone else. And, also very predictable, he kisses my forehead and moves his lips down to mine. After planting a kiss, he pushes me back down onto the floor kicking the other side of my body then says,
"Continue scrubbing, I didn't say stop." And like always I don't complain. I don't backtalk. I just continue my duties.
My name is Pip, and ever since I've moved in with my friend Damien..my days have been like this...
Fin.