As soon as I got home, I felt dread building up in my stomach. I hated attention but even more so now that Billy saw my past bruises, scars and burns on my back. I didn't want to go home but here I was going home.

Maybe I could go to Topanga's to hang out with everybody but I felt like everybody would be staring at me.

Billy had to tell Riley and Maya about my bruises in gym class. So I just went home ignoring the dread in my stomach. I unlocked the front door of the apartment with my key. I walked in and I stopped in my tracks. Tons and tons of alcohol were all over the room. I slowly walked to my bedroom. I heard footsteps that wasn't my mother but rather my dad behind me. I didn't want to see him.

"So you finally home Lucas. Where have you been" Dad asked me and I rolled my eyes.

"I was at school you know to get an education" I responded to him. I was about to close the door until he grabbed my arm and I snatched it away from him.

"You will not disrespect me" Dad yelled in my face. He tightens his grip on my arm. I cringed and tried to pull back which caused him to be even more mad at me. "Let go" I told him and he rolled his eyes.

"No you will learn your lesson" Dad scolded me before pushing me into the wall.

I groaned and he slapped me across the face causing me to fall down on the ground. I backed away from him and I didn't want to beg in front of him. That's one thing about my father, you do not beg in front of him. I knew it wasn't going to be over. I must have blacked out, I was still in my room. I slowly got up from the floor and I looked at myself via the mirror.

I traced the handprint on my cheek. It was blood dried blood. My cheek was definitely started to get bruises. I lifted up my shirt and I saw blood dripping onto my white t-shirt. I locked my door and I just slid down against the door with tears on my cheeks. My ribs were hurting immensely.

I walked into my bathroom and I pulled out a bandage to wrap around my stomach to cover up my bruises and my broken ribs. I knew it was broken, it happened to me so many times that I can tell when my ribs are broken. I sighed and I looked at my eye, it was turning into all sort of colors. I touched it and I winced.

He was always so good at not knowing where to hit me. I shook my head before I walked to my bed. I put my head on my pillow and I felt my eyes slowly closed.

When I woke up, I felt my chest become so sore. I put on my clothes and I slowly walked out of my bedroom with a sigh on my face and I saw my mom eating at the kitchen table. I tapped on her shoulder and I looked down at my feet.

"Mom can I borrow your makeup" I asked her and she crossed her arms in annoyance.

"Now why would I do that" She responded to me.

"Mom, dad hit me unless you want people to become suspicious of what's going on at home. I would suggest letting me use your makeup" I advised and she sighed before pulling me into her room. She plopped me down on the bed and took out her makeup. She fixed my face and I looked in the mirror and I smiled to myself.

"I'm going to head off to school" I told her before walking out of the front door. She didn't say anything. I kept my head down while I hopped on the subway. I saw Riley and Maya just chatting with each other. I looked over and I saw Farkle helping Billy on some homework.

"Hey girls" I greeted them and Riley just smiled at me.

"Hey where were you yesterday. I thought we all were meeting at Topanga's" Riley asked me and I shook my head.

"Sorry my dad wanted to hang out since you know I don't know when I'll get to spend time with him as much" I shrugged my shoulders and Riley just nodded.

"Yeah that makes sense" Riley was leaning against my locker.

"Yeah Mr. Rick Ranger" Maya punched my arm and I tried to not wince but it really did hurt.

"Shouldn't we get to your dad's class" I pointed out to both of the girls. "Since when did you become a nerd Ranger Rick" Maya now nudged me while she entered into the room. I shook my head while entering the classroom. I walked back to my seat and I watched everybody staring at me.

"Take a picture it'll last longer" I commented to everybody which caused everybody to turn and face Mr. Matthews. I sighed and leaned back in my chair. My pain meds were slowly wearing off. The class was over and I was about to leave but Mr. Matthews stopped and motioned toward a desk.

"Mr. Matthews I'm sorry about my mom but she doesn't always drink like that and she won't be showing up to show unannounced" I told him and Mr. Matthews crossed his arms while leaning up against his desk.

"Lucas if something is going on with your mom. You can tell me" Mr. Matthews stated to me. I just shook my head no. I opened my mouth but then I closed it. What could I tell him. I couldn't let him know about my father.

"I'm fine Mr. Matthews my father is here in town" I told him while packing my things and I went to my locker. My dad wasn't a bad guy. He was fine. It's not like he got drunk a lot of times. It was just once, just once that he slapped me, broke my ribs. I felt my head leaning against my locker.

"So your dad is back in your life" Zay asked me and I turned to him.

"How do you feel about that" Zay tilted his head. I shook my head.

"It's fine Zay" I closed my locker.