Hello all! Long time no see. I'm starting a new story here so yay! This story has nothing to do with the other one. Oh, and I don't own any of the characters. Sad right….
Lightning flickered outside the window. The light traveled through the thin curtains outlining a small figure hunched over on the bed. The light disappeared and the small room was plunged back into darkness. A low rumbling sounded soon after. There was a loud thump from downstairs as the front door was thrown open. The figure on the bed whimpered in fear and looked around frantically, searching for a place to hide. Coming up with nothing the young boy crawled into a corner and began to cry. Then there were footsteps. They grew louder as a large man pounded up the stairs. He could hear the mans heaving breaths and could almost smell the stench of alcohol upon it. He coughed slightly and gasped as he heard the man growl and the footsteps turn towards his room. Trying desperately not to make any more noises he pressed himself harder into the wall, hoping the shadows would hide him well enough. Without warning the door to the room flew open.
"Feliciano!"
