Pacey slowly opened his front door hoping he could just sneak up to his room and nobody would be the wiser although with him shaking in fear and the fact that his dad had called him he pretty much figured it was a lost cause.

His older sister Carrie stopped him right before the stairs. "Hey Pace, dad is waiting for you in the den and he says that if you go anywhere but in there he is going to go after mom and you have to watch. Oh, and Doug is here in the kitchen talking to mom, must be serious too because they are not letting anyone else in."

Pacey was a great deal paler by now, but knew he had to go in the den because he would do anything to make sure his mom didn't get hurt.

All of a sudden the den door slammed open and John Witter stormed out grabbed him roughly by the arm threw him in the den and slammed and locked the door after he went inside too.

"Got your report card, Loser! What did I tell you would happen if you got below a b on this next report card?"

"But dad I only got 2 c's and nothing below it like last time and all good comments from my teachers."

Smack! "Did I ask you for a bullshit excuse, no I asked what would happen if these were the grades on your report card."

Pacey was on the floor scooting backwards from his dad as quickly as possible and then spied an almost empty jack Daniel's bottle and knew he better answer him or it would be worse.

"You you said I would get the worst beating I have ever received." By now tears were streaming down his face. If only there was a way to get Doug's attention, but it would be worse if he yelled and the door was locked.

"Take off your shirt and sit hugging one of the desk chairs."

"Dad please don't do this."

"Do it NOW!!"

Pacey quickly did what he was told to do shaking the entire time.

"Do you know what these things are Pacey?"

"No sir."

"This is a bucket of freezing cold water with lots of ice cubes in it that I am going to dump on you to make it that more painful when I beat you not with my regular belt but with my heavy cop belt."

This was getting a lot worse than he thought it was going to be and he could hear the phone ringing in the distance just knowing it was Joey worrying about him.

Splash! "Ahhh." He screamed as the cold water hit his back and then as the pain of his father hitting him over and over with the belt, and even as he started bleeding he continued on with his ranting and raving about how stupid pacey is and this is his own fault. Pacey felt like he was about to die.

"Dad, Pace, what is going on in there?" Doug kept knocking on the door freaking out because he was afraid he knew what was going on.

"Stay out of this Doug, you will just make it worse for him."

"Doug please help." He heard his little brother's pain filled voice and that made up his mind and he called the police with the intention of his father going to jail."

2 minutes later the phone rang again.

"Hello?"

"Is Pacey there?"

Carrie snickered, "No, he is a little uh busy at the moment."

Then Carrie hung up on Joey.

Joey kept trying to call all night but either got a busy signal or it was Carrie and she would just hang up again. Finally she gave up and hoped Pacey was okay and in school tomorrow then she cried herself to sleep.