Hey, so I'm updating again because apparently I have no life. WARNING- This chapter isn't all that funny and contains abuse to one of your favourite characters.
TOBIAS POV
"Tobias! Where are you?! Get down here this instant!" Oh no! My daddy is home from work. And he's mad. I jump off my bed and run downstairs to my daddy.
"Yes, dad."
"Why we're you home late last night? You were supposed to come home straight after school!"
"I did, daddy," I say scared. And it's true. I did. When school ended I came straight home and daddy was passed out on the couch. I did my chores and spent the rest of the night in my room.
"Don't lie to me, Tobias. I didn't raise a liar."
"I swear, daddy. I didn't."
"Are you calling me a liar? You think that I'm lying," he says, really mad this time.
"I'm not saying that at all."
All the fury on his face scares me. He scares me. Most nine year olds dads don't scare them. Mine does. I wonder why that is?
"Shirt," he says.
I turn around and take off my shirt. I stare at the ground, waiting for the impact of his belt. When it comes I scream. "Shut up," he says and I do as I'm told. I bite on my bottom lip so I don't scream and I can feel my lip bleeding. Isn't the first time, won't be the last.
After around forty to fifty whips he stops. I try to get up but he punches me across the face. I whimper and lay on the ground a little bit.
"Clean yourself up and clean this mess up!" I get up and limp to the bathroom to have a shower. Why does daddy treat me like this? Why did mommy have to die? Why am I always getting abused? I don't know. I don't know anything. But I do know one thing.
I think I hate my daddy.
My feelz while writing this chapter. Tobias is my favourite character. Ever.