"Shut the Fuck up u peice of shit!!" Joe's father yelled while punching and kicking his only son on the ground. Joe's pleas for his father to stop grew more and more but without success. Joe just layed on the ground trying to block all the kicks and punches his father was inflicting upon him. "Dad please your hurting me!" Joe managed to get out through the amount of pain he was in. "I don't give a shit!" Joe's father responded finishing the beating. When he was done he picked Joe up by his arm and through him on the stairs and went to bed. Joe just stayed there coughing up the blood that was in his mouth and trying to catch his breath. He then weakly crawled up the stairs and slowly dragged his feet to his bedroom. Joe's bedroom was huge, then again everything in his house was. If you could call it a house. He lived in a mansion with 6 bedrooms 6 1/2 baths with an indoor and outdoor pool. Not to mention a kitchen, dining room, den, library and recording studio. His room had paige walls dark furniture and a deck outside which viewed the beach. He also had a 55' TV hanging on his wall. As soon as he walked in he locked the door behind him and went to the bathroom.
Joe looked at himself in the mirror to see what damaged his father caused him this time. He had a split lip causing his mouth to bleed and a bloody nose. Joe quickly wiped the tears that were coming down his cheeks and sniffed. Then he turned on the faucet causing warm water to flow into the sink. He cupped some water in his hand and rinsed all the blood from his face down the drain. Joe got undressed and started and hot shower. The hot water stung against his various cuts and bruises and his body. He winced in pain as he rubbed soap on all his previous healing injuries. He exited the shower with red eyes due to his tears. A few minutes later Joe was in his pajamas getting his stuff ready for school the next day.
He pressed his uniform and laid them on the couch. A light blue long sleeve shirt, plaid tie, grey blazer with schools crest and converse. He went to Horace Mantis academy which was a private school for the rich and gifted. Only the most gifted and talented went there. Joe was a straight A student and had one of the highest grade point averages in the school. School was his sanctuary. The only place where he felt safe. His thoughts were interrupted by a loud continuous bang on the wall and loud moaning and grunting, which meant his dads whore was here. "Figures" Joe mumbled under his breath. Everyday after Joe's beating he calls up some hooker and screws their brains out. Joe tried to block out the intense screams and moans coming from the next room, but failed. Joe removed the pillow from his head. "Ugh can they get any louder" he said quietly. Another ear piercing scream came from the next room. "God damn this isn't a freaking' porno gosh!' Joe said again quietly. Joe rolled his eyes as he got out of bed, reached for his itouch and headed out side to the deck. Joe slid the glass door shut as he made his way to a chair. He checked the time on his itouch and saw that it was 2 o'clock in the morning. Joe shivered in the crisp fall breeze. He took a blanket from underneath the chair and played his favorite band, the Evanescence. His favorite song was Everybody's Fool he felt as if the song was written for him. Joe yawned in pure exhaustion and let his mind wonder until he drifted to sleep...
A/N i hope you liked it!