Sunday. Ianto thought that from now on he was going to hate Sundays for as long as he lived. Beaten to a bloody pulp till he bled. Then cut so he bled more. Poor Ianto was then fed all the drugs his farther had in his bag. There was only heroin and angel dust. Ianto was left in the bathroom with his wrists slit to make it look like a suicide. Ianto mustered up all the strength all he had to whisper these last few lines.
"Why daddy?"
"Because you are no good to me anymore. You're a slut. A whore. A poof. Everything that MY son wouldn't be. So you are not my son so I can do this"
"please daddy. Help me"
Ianto's dad spat in his face and walked out the room to go back to his house forever without having to care about Ianto. He said the last words Ianto would ever hear from him ever again.
"You don't deserve it"
And with that he walked out leaving Ianto to die slowly and alone.
Heaven had come for Ianto.
There was a screech of car wheels outside.
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OK I'm not going to do anymore until Friday OK? A big cliffhanger I know but I do it just to be evil
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