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Chapter 7:
L finally made it home. He groaned as he seen his father's car parked in the driveway. He swallowed the lump in the back of his throat and walked up to the door. It was locked so he had to use his own key. He hated it because it made so much noise. The last thing he wanted was to let his father know he was home. He opened the door slowly, it making a loud creaking sound. L winced but walked in anyways. "Dad?" he said, walking slowly through the house.
He heard pots hitting each other from the kitchen. He gulped and entered seeing his father making himself lunch. "What took you so fucking long asshole?" he asked without looking. "I-I had to walk" L said in his normal voice though it showed fear. "I see. What the hell are you doing fighting at school?" the man asked, turning to face the raven. L stepped back on instinct and tensed. "I-It was s-self-""SELF DEFENES MY ASS!" the man yelled slamming the pots loudly, making L jump.
"You want to fight you little bitch?" his father asked. L saw the man grabbing the burning hot skillet from the stove. "D-Dad! No!" he said. The man swung and slapped L right in his face. "LET'S FIGHT BITCH!" he yelled. L screamed in pain as the hot surface burned the hell out of his face. L rolled on his back, crying out loudly. The man walked over and kicked the teen hard in his stomach. L gasped as little trickles of blood slid down the side of his mouth.
The man grabbed him by the hair roughly and yanked him up. He flipped him on his back. L was panting hard as the man began to pull up the teen's shirt. "Do you know how bad it makes me look?" he whispered into the weaker man's ear. "P-P-Please, d-dad!" L said. "Shut the fuck up!" the man shouted, punching L in his face with all his might. He swore he heard his jaw crack but ignored it. "I'll show you what happens if you make me look bad!" the man shouted.
He laid the hot pan on the teen's stomach. The object sizzled as it hit his flesh. L let out a scream as his body tensed lifting up off of the floor. "Shut up!" the man shouted punching the boy, pressing the pan harder on him. L closed his mouth but still screamed with his mouth closed. He shakily huffed as the pan was removed. But L knew this wasn't over.
The man placed the pan back on the stove and walked over to L. He grabbed him by the hair again and dragged him to the room. L's body was covered in burnt flesh and blood. L's eye was swollen shut and lip busted. He man threw him on the bed. He walked to the closet to bring out some things he might need. L panted heavily. Every breath was even more painful than the first. "You haven't learned have you?" his father asked.
L turned his head slowly as he watched the man pull out various things. A whip, bondages, gags. It was all there in his sight. It wasn't going to be pretty for L. The man walked over to his offspring. He sat on the bed, smirking evilly down at his son. "Looks like your day is fucked now is it?" he asked with that same grin. L closed his eyes, hating every waking moment of the presence of this man. "Hn, un" L said shakily.
The man chuckled, leaning over to kiss the teen's lips roughly. "Do you know why you're my favorite?" he asked looking into L's dark eyes. "Because you're easier to fuck with. Your brother is a little bit of a challenge. He fights a lot but I can break him. Just like I've broken you." Without warning, the man ripped L's clothes off of him.
L was shaking his head violently as the man made to tie his wrists and ankles to the headboard. L shouted out as his father snapped a whip, testing it out. "Time for your punishment" he said evilly. L shook, now completely naked. He closed his eyes shut. He hoped BB would be home soon.
CRACK!
*BB'S POV*
I tapped my fingers nervously on my desktop. I looked up at the clock and sighed heavily. It' been an hour since L went home and I'm only hoping that he was okay. This was the last period of the day, and I was more than ready to go home. I haven't noticed that my knees were bouncing up and down until I felt someone tap me on the shoulder.
"Calm down B" said A with a cheeky smile. I raised a brow with a small scroll. "Calm down? How can I calm down? I'm worried about L!" I said quietly to him. "You know the situation with our father. You should understand." "I know" A said with his hands up as if surrendering. "But worrying won't make the problem go away. We can only hope L's okay."
I groaned, angrily throwing myself back into my seat with my arms folded over my chest. I knew he was well and right. I hate it when A decides to get all wise on me. Not even a second later, the bell rang letting us all know that it was time to depart. I happily got up from my seat, practically running out of the classroom.
"Beyond" said a voice from behind me. I winced then turned around, meeting eye to eye with my teacher. "Yes Mr. Izawa?" I asked with a slightly bored expression painted on my face. "I can't help but to notice that your brother wasn't here this period" he said with a slight frown and his arms crossed over his chest. "He's not ditching is he?"
"No sir" I said, my expression of boredom clearly showing. "He had to go home early because he was sick." Smooth Beyond. Very sooth. I think he decided that he might buy the lie because he said, "Alright. Do you mind giving this to him?" He handed me some papers. I stared at it for a bit before looking back at him. "It's the homework assignment" he said before grabbing his bags to leave. "It's a paper report rubric. It has all the things that's required to be in the report. The paper's due next week."
I nodded and turned on my heel to leave. "Walk home safely Beyond!" he called out to me. "Right!" I called back, exiting the classroom. I sighed in relief as I walked over to A who was waiting for me by the lockers. "What was that about?" he asked me with a raised eyebrow. "Homework" I simply said, throwing my locker open.
"Homework? Is it due tomorrow? I hope not. We'll be so wasted" he said with a toothy grin. "Who says I was going to drink?" I asked him, throwing my bag over my shoulders. "Wait, you're not drinking tonight?" he asked me like it was the most shocking thing in the world. "What for? I don't need to be wasted to have a good time" I said with a shrug. A's mouth was gaped open. I wouldn't be surprise if a fly went in there. I mean watching him choke might be the funniest thing of the year.
He was about to lecture me until my phone vibrated. I jumped a little, pulling it out of my back pocket. When I flipped it open, I gasped a little. A saw the small shock on my face and was seemed to be worried too. "Hey man, what's wrong?" he asked. "Shit!" I said. "I have to get home now." I slid my phone in my pocket and sprinted towards the doors.
"Hey dude! What the hell are we going to wear at the party?" A asked. "I don't know" I said back. "I might not make it." Before A could protest, I ran out of the building. I had no time to waste because my brother was in trouble. I ran as fat as I could on the sidewalk, avoiding many people on the way. I roughly bumped into someone and they cursed me harshly. I really didn't care. My brother needed me right now.
*Normal POV*
L let go of the phone and let if crash to the ground. He took a shaky breath and clutched his eyes shut. His body was aching from the previous events. His lip was still dripping blood, his back and everything else was red with purplish bruises, whip marks littering the once smooth flesh.
L groaned as he tried to move himself. His body couldn't handle the pain so he tumbled over. He hissed as his wounded back came hard on the floor. His hips were hurting painfully because his father decided that raping him would be another great punishment. The beatings stopped thirty minutes ago but it felt like the pain was eternal. He was weak. His father was strong.
He heard heavy footsteps coming towards his room and he closed his eyes tightly. "I'll be back later on tonight" said the rough man. "Don't do anything stupid!" He walked out of the room, leaving L in the slightly dirty bed. The door slammed shut, leaving L to sigh in great relief. Beyond he thought. Where are you?
As if luck was on his side, BB came in twenty minutes after their father left. "L!" he called from the front part of the house. He threw his backpack carelessly on the floor next to the door, and ran to the room. He switched on the light and gasped at the sight of his brother.
A feeling raged inside of him. What was it? Rage. Enough rage that he wanted to kill someone. Anyone.
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