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Better off Alone?

The wind rustled angrily outside. Banging itself against the glass shutters like some depraved animal, if you ask Eragon it was just the way he wanted to be right now. Punching the hell out of anything nearby, be it the innocent looking drawer, he didn`t care. It was just so…so frustrating.

"Damn…Father…Baka Hentai!" he finished with a kick to his bed.

Yeah; Eragon had been found by his father somehow, with the help of the police of course. Though, he had to admit, his father was great at lying. No one would think he was capable of such…such confusing things. A father was protection, love and a beacon to watch and guide you through the turmoil's of life; not beat you senseless. That just didn`t make sense. What was the use of having a father when he would just teach you how to become withdrawn and cowardly and aggressive.

But, who would care? The amount of times he had screamed for help; desperate for some sense of relief from the on-going pain as the fist-

Hit again

And the foot

Kicked again...

No one came. In fact, Father just turned up the TV or radio. I guess that could drown out the screams and thuds? But every single time. Surely…at least once someone could hear it, or perhaps they feared father to…

"Era…-burp- gon, get down here will you. Your father needs some entertainment" There was a chuckle and Eragon shivered. Flinching as he memorised the trip back, the cruel smile and snide remarks as he wormed his way into making the police think that they were the bullies.

But it was him, HIM

And no one would know

Eragon clenched his fist.

No one would understand…

Eragon bit his lip.

And perhaps…no one cared.

Eragon sighed, the movement making his shoulders slump. He wondered If life would have been different, if he was brought up by someone else…perhaps Brom or… no, that was just foolish.

It's better not to dream 'cos father'll shatter it. Shatter and break it. I`m Better off alone…Better off alone than with people who show two-faced love, or no love at all.

That is what he had been brought up to believe. Although, he was once told he had a beautiful mother; graceful and charming …with a loving smile but stern spirit. Of course, his father had broken that spirit. His mother was gone now; bathed in light and with wings outstretched; watching as he broke her son's spirit.

But Eragon vowed never to break! He vowed never to break at those man's hands; to those beast's claws.

His knuckles flared white as he gripped the banister. The stairs were wooden with a metal edge and the décor was in the style of posh and fancy. After all, he was friends with the company's "kings". They sold armoury and more to those willing, very well known, and wealthy businesses. Though it was turning into something like a mafia; deaths, murders, all for the same thing.

Power.

Yet, Eragon was never touched by the silk or satin that would hang from his father. Ha! He would barely get a sniff; his quarters where in the attic, as he needed money for his "medicine" not for his child…oh and his chair, food and well…alcohol. Then again, it looked as though the family was close and happily rich, but the attic and basement told different stories. Just like the men it occupied; both falling apart and becoming overgrown with-

Guilt…

Hatred….

And lies.

There was only so much you could do for a man who lived in war, torment and cruelty. Having a son was not one of them, so on countless times, Eragon would be told this, shown this and of course made this.

Nobody`s child…that`s what he would call him when half sober or aggravated. But when fully wasted or just wanting something it would be full on contact…sometimes unwelcome contact. But it would twist to violence either way. Breathing was illegal in Morzan`s law.

Thud, thud…thud.

Eragon stepped heavily onto the last step, listening to the creak as weight was applied. Though it wouldn`t crumble…he certainly hoped it would. Just so he could break something before he was broken. He pushed open the brown-tarnished door and stepped into living hell.

His father stood by the fireplace, smoking heavily while glugging down some vodka and…something equally head bashing.

One day, you`ll kill yourself…and I`ll be there…watching-

Eragon flinched at that sudden thought. Was he to become his father, cussing and hating his life, but hiding it behind a veil of charisma and charm?

"Ah son…There you are. There is something…something I need to tell you…" He laughed as Eragon flinched… "Nobody`s child…come forward…I want to show you what sin TRULY is."

o.O_________________ O.M.G ____________________E.R___________________A.N.G.S.T_______

Murtagh breathed in heavily, then let out the breath. The smoke swelled upwards; twisting and turning to the airs embrace. Sighing in disgust he pushed the letter into the bin after screwing it up, and went to boil the kettle.

"My son…You, you are the bullies. Oh thank god, Eragon, you're safe"

Such lies! Oh how he wanted to spoon out that man`s gut right then, calling us the bullies, the life ruiner. Was he really? Did Murtagh hurt Eragon? Well, he never spoke up in defence…so maybe?

"Come now Eragon let`s get you home safely away from these…these animals"

Eragon looks up, catching his eye. But his eyes are not full of light or energy; instead there is a flash of fear and…and something unrecognisable…But before he can ask, grab him…SAVE HIM? He is gone, gone like the wind that rattles outside. The police officer gives a warning and looks at me and Thorn with disgust, then walks out after tapping the doors hinges. Fucking hypocrites.

"Fucking typical eh?" A voice mutters from behind, a drink being swilled around. Murtagh frowned and threw the spoon into the sink.

"There just out to get at ya you know…they don`t know any better. In fact, I bet they're just as clueless as Barbie and ken."

Murtagh stopped, turned, and looked at Thorn.

"Especially after last time…"

Come and get me…

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