Author's Note: Hey guys! So chapter two is up! Yay haha so yea you know the drill read and review! Thanks
Lunch ended and I went on to my last three periods, having to pull of the smile/head-rubbing trick more than once. When I left my last class of the day I ran into Yugi and the rest of the guys by my locker. "Hey Joey, wanna come to my house and play games?" Yugi asks as I close my locker after placing my stuff in it, "Sorry Yug, but I have to help my old man with some of his work stuff so I can't go." "Aww are you sure Joey? Its gonna be tons of fun!" "Yugi, if Joey told his dad then he can't break his promise because that is bad and it is not nice to his dad." "Tea is right Yug, if Joey already told his dad he would help then he can't go back on his word." "I guess you are right Tristan, so maybe some other time Joey?" "Of course little buddy! Just give me a little heads up for next time, kay?" "No problem Joe! Bye, see you tomorrow!" "By Yugi, bye guys!" "By Joey!"
So as you might remember, I don't have to help my dad, I have work after school so that is exactly where I am headed. After a twenty minute walk I finally arrive at Tom's Burgers for my shift, which was gonna end at 10p.m., hopefully.
Business was not that bad so I got out earlier than normal, I got out at 10:30 so I might get a decent night's rest. My house was in the direction of the school, only it was twenty minutes from the school, so that made my walk home around forty minutes. I got to my house at around 11:20, the fact that I had not eaten all day must have slowed me down, I open my door, praying to the Gods that my father is asleep,
"Where the fuck have you been!" is all I hear before all goes black.
I woke up to an excruciating headache, most of the pain coming from the left side of my head, the pulsing I felt must not be a good sign but its not like I can do anything about it. I slowly open my eyes only to groan and shut them again, the headache only intensifying due to the light in the room.
Light? "Fuck! It's Friday, I gotta get to school!" normally I do not go to school when my dad uses me as a punching bag, but I've missed too much school, so if I do not go the school will start to get suspicious and start asking questions. I slowly get up off the floor, where my father obviously left me, and make my way to my room. I grab a decent looking uniform and I walk into the bathroom to look myself over and see what the damage is. I slowly undress taking care not to inflict any more pain on myself by grazing over bruises and cuts, I look into the mirror and "Fuck" I sigh, "I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to weasel my way out of explaining this beating."
The 'beating' consisted of bruises around my wrists, which probably resulted from my old man holding my hands above my head as he punches every part of my body, which leads to the string of green/purple/black bruises all lining my torso and a few on my arms. I have some bruises and cuts on my legs and thighs, probably from when he gets tired of punching and starts kicking, the kicking explains the fist and a half sized bruise on my right side, just below my rib cage. As for my face, lets just say that the cuts and bloodied lip show that I have seen better days.
After showering and changing I grab my stuff and head for school all the while thinking of a good enough lie that I could tell in order to get out of having to explain all of this, "Maybe if I tell them I got in a fight with some street thugs from an old neighboring gang? That could work except that I have used that one a few times now and it probably won't convince them." Well, there isn't another excuse that could explain this extensive beating so "I guess ill just have to add as much detail as possible so that…so that….."
I stopped in my tracks; the pain in my head increasing drastically, everything in sight becomes blurry and distorted. Everything begins to spin and goes dark as if it were late in the evening, I close my eyes in an attempt to prevent myself from loosing my balance but I still have to resort to leaning against a wall on the sidewalk that I was on. I decide to open my eyes to see if there is something I can sit on but everything is normal, the pain in my head goes down some, everything is in focus and its still early morning, "This can't be good" I should probably get to school before I have another little episode.
I finally get to school without another one of those little mishaps and I proceed to get to my classroom as quickly as I can since class obviously started. I walk into my class only to find it completely empty, well actually there was one person in it, "Hey Kaiba, where is everybody?" "Well Wheeler, if you had arrived to class on time like everyone else then you would know that everyone is at the library checking out books for the next section of literature we are to cover, but then again, if you acted like everyone else then I might start to believe that you were actually human, but we both know that you are a dog and nothing else." He answers all the while having that smirk of his planted on his face.
"Fuck Kaiba! Why do you have to be such a prick? It was just a fucking question! You don't have to be such a cold-hearted bastard all the time!" "Watch your tongue Wheeler, before I have you expelled!" he hisses as he moves from his desk in my direction. After my little outburst I start to feel a little light headed and my head ache increases again; everything starts going blurry and all I see is Kaiba's outline heading in my direction. I steady myself on Ms. Ocalir's desk so as to not fall while I hear Kaiba say, "What's up with you mutt? And what's with all those cuts on your face and the bruises on your arms, got in a fight with another dog over a bone Wheeler?" "Fuck off Ka…kai…ba" is all I manage to say before I am enveloped in darkness as my body give way and I fall in the direction of my be-littler.