Behind His Blue Eyes

Disclaimer: I do not own Flight 29 Down, if I did Corbin Bleu would be mine, but I don't and he isn't so don't sue me.

Summary: Eric is holding a secret, a secret that could cost him his life. Will his friends see what's happening him? Or will they all be to late?? Please read and review. Warnings: Child abuse, self-harming, and cursing.

Pairings: Eric/Taylor, Nathan/Daley, Jackson/Melissa.

Chapter One

The rain was falling heavily onto the ground. Thunder crackled through the clouds, and so did the lightning.

Eric gazed out the window the scene reflecting passed his red, swollen eyes. He continued silently at the scene.

It was a month since they were rescued off the island, and his life was even more shittier than it had been before he left. If it could get any worse that is.

He picked himself off his chair, which was settled beside the window and slowly walked into his bathroom.

He gasped slightly as he saw his reflection in the mirror. His eyes were red and swollen, probably from the crying he did earlier on. His hair was all over the place. Their was a yellow bruise on his right cheek from where his dad slapped him the night.

His face was pale, and you could tell he wasn't getting any sleep because of the pain he was in.

Ever since he got back his dad has been beaten him shitless, more so then before. Every night he would get a slap, a kick, a punch and sometimes even his dad would use the belt.

Of course none of his friends not even Nathan and Jackson who he'd got along with very well, even though they still thought of him as annoying and a jerk they'd know if something was wrong.

He heard the door open, and jumped. There standing in the middle of the doorway was a figure leaning against the side of the door wearing a smirk on his face.

"Eric." he was right. It was his father. "Why so jumpy?" His fathers voice asked.

Eric shook his head. "I'm not." He answered, with a shaky voice. His dad continued to wear his smirk.

"Sure your not." His dad said, stepping forward towards him. Eric gulped he knew what was coming.

He was prepared for it.

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Morning came all to quickly for Eric. He woke up with a splitting headache and the sun shining through his windows.

He heard the singing of Nickel back's 'Savin' Me' through the speakers of his mobile. He lazily moved his hand around his bedside table trying to find it.

He found it.

"Hello?" Eric mumbled tiredly, into the phone. "Yo dude, where are you?" He heard a voice. It was Nathan. "Huh?" Eric said blinking, trying to get the sleep out of his eyes.

"We're meant to be meeting up at Mel's remember? Everyone's hear but you, where are you?" Nathan asked.

"Oh I'm only after waking up now." He muttered. "What?" Nathan exclaimed with a little bit of a laugh in his voice.

"Yeah, I'll be there soon." He said, hanging up the phone without waiting for an answer from Nathan.

He groaned. How was he going to explain it this time? This was so great. He had to lie. He hated lying to his friends, but it was the only way not letting his secret slip. So he'd lie.

He slowly pulled himself out of his bed and into the bathroom. He wasn't surprised at the way he looked.

He was pale, thin and had a purple-yellow colour bruise on his torso. He did all the things he had to do, walked back into his bedroom and got dressed.

When he got downstairs he didn't expect his dad to be there in the kitchen ready to shout at him, he was right. He had left early to go to work which was great for Eric.

He opened one of the cupboards to the cereal, carefully not willing to create any more pain he was in.

After a couple of minutes he had finished and was already walking his way slowly to Melissa's house.

When he got there he knocked on the door. Melissa opened it smiling brightly at her friend. "Eric your hear, c'mon everyone's inside." She said and pulled him in.

As they entered the living room Eric was greeted by smiling faces. Taylor looked over at him shyly and gave him a soft smile, which he returned.

As he watched he friends laughing and talking to one another, not one of them knew that he lived in constant pain.

And he was happy with that.

A/N: there you go the re-written version of 'Behind Closed Doors'. sorry for the long wait, but I hope you enjoyed.

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