Sorry for not updating. Mike got in contact with a log and it was all very messy. Anyway, on with the show!
"Well," said Tucker, trying to get his thoughts in order. "I know that mum's afraid to divorce him, she thinks he'll get mad. He doesn't think when he's mad." Tucker frowned trying to remember.
Danny encouraged him. "And tonight?"
Tucker sighed. "Tonight mum was working double shift at the hospital. I was just about to head over to your house when He came." Tucker wriggled out from under Danny's arm and turned so that he was facing him.
"When a person is drunk, Danny, they have strength. A lot of strength. He forced me inside the house and told me to take off my shirt. I was afraid to disobey." Tucker shuddered and Danny placed a hand on his arm and felt Tucker's body instantly stiffen.
"Then he started beating me. He said that it was my fault that we were living like this. That I should sell my PDA and help pay the rent. That I should stop hanging out with that "good-for-nothing Fenton kid and that Goth girl" and help out around the house. He hit me so many times Danny. Across my face with his hand, and down my back with his belt. I don't even remember when he stopped hitting me, but when he left he took my shirt with my PDA in it. Probably to buy more beer."
Danny felt disgusted. How could anyone do this to their own son. He balled his hands in fury. He had saved the world from ghosts countless times, yet he couldn't save his own friend from his father. He looked at the network of scars on Tuckers back and felt even worse.
"Why does he do that Danny? I mean, I look at your parents and Sam's parents and my mum. They're all decent people. I'm sure they'd all rather die then see someone hurt their kid. But my father…" Tucker stropped there.
"It's not your fault. Tucker, I swear that you did nothing to make this happen. Come on, we need to get help- the police. They'll make sure that he never hurts you again."
"No!" Tucker said and stood up. "I can't! He'll be angry! Please Danny, you can't tell anyone about this!"
Danny looked at Tucker- his eyes showing more fear then Danny thought was possible in a human being. His body was bleeding and broken. Danny nodded, but in his heart, he promised himself that no one would ever hurt his friend again. Not over his dead body.
That was beautiful!
Thank you, I liked it myself Mike! (amnesia is a good thing sometimes) I hope all of those able-bodied reviwers liked it.And even if you hated, I'd still like to know. There will be a sequal, I'm sure of that.