Hey guys, first ever fan fiction I've ever made so i hope you like this. it is a Nellis story based on the poem 'sister Maude and is my English assessment this year. :)
The room was cold and damp. The glasses from the coffee table were on the floor now, broken. All of the windows and doors, locked, and the thick, blue curtains drawn together.
Ellis had his body on the floor again, his bare back scraping against the burning carpet. All he could see was the silhouette of a man he knew all to well. He would have screamed but nobody would hear, and if he struggled it would only hurt more.
Ellis was only sixteen, seventeen this weekend, and he didn't know if he even wanted to live until then. having to put up with the abuse, only to keep a roof over his head.
This was the fifth night he'd got Ellis on the floor this week, and it had been the worst so far. He had cuts and new bruises, along with the ones from last night.
When it was all over, he dressed himself in a long-sleeved, turtleneck jumper and his long, ripped jeans to cover his bandages, and ran to the bus stop. As always, Nick was standing there, waiting.
Gonna leave it there guys, got the rest on paper, leaving you hanging :P