Sorry about the angst in this chapter!

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SLAP!

That's the sound my dad's hand made as it hit my face so hard that it threw my head to the side. I just stood there with my head still to the side, I didn't even gasp like I probably would have if anyone else had of hit me, but I'm used to him.

I turned my head so I was facing straight again and then I slowly raised my head so I could meet his gaze. "Welcome home, father." I said quietly in my normal monotone voice, because, if I show too much emotion of any sort around anyone, I seem to get hit. That's how it's always been, even if I'm happy, I get hit.

Aunty Miyu suddenly ran into the room and threw her arms around my dad and gave him a big, welcome back, hug. Dad just grunted with disgust and through her off and onto the floor; dads always been strong so I really can't tell if it was the strength of the push and/or impact of the ground or the neglect she received that made aunty Miyu cry but, regardless of what it was, it hurt me to see her cry.

Suddenly I was grabbed by the collar of my shirt and pulled off of my feet and up to eye level with this monster, this human defect. "Where the hell is your mother! You to me your fucking dead you hear me!" He yelled in my face and I knew that if I didn't answer there would be pain, and if I did answer, there would also be pain, it was unavoidable.

"She-she's on a d-date." I couldn't stop the fear from seeping into my voice; I closed my eyes and prepared for the pain. Sure enough, it came, first there was a punch to the face, then to the gut and then I was lying limp on the floor and I don't remember what happened after that, but judging by the bruises it left, I don't think I want to remember.

Now I'm sitting in my room, it's the middle of the night but I can't sleep, not with all the yelling and banging going on in the other room. I can't believe my dad's back, and I can't believe that mothers actually trying to reason with him and convince him that he should leave, she should know better than anyone that trying to talk to him just ends in pain, but then again, my mother still believes that there's some good inside of him, that's why she was with him not so long ago.

I remember once, years ago, Kaida called the child welfare agency and told them that dad was hitting us. Dad found out and threatened me so I wouldn't tell about the abuse. When mother, father and I, all denied that there was anything wrong in our home the people went away and Kaida was beaten to the point where she was too scared to even talk around dad any more. Thinking back, I regret not speaking up and helping Kaida; I bet if I had, I probably wouldn't be where I am right now, scared and alone. And I'm sure that Kaida wouldn't be where she is, where ever that is.

It's morning right now and I'm still lying in bed awake, even though the yelling and banging stopped hours ago. I think dads still here, so I'm going to have to wait until I at least hear mother get up before I can get up. The last thing I want is to wake dad up.

DING DONG! DING DONG!

Oh no, if that's who I think it is, well then I guess I better pray that my dad shows some out of character mercy and at least lets them avoid a comer.

I sneak out of my room and down the hallway to where I can get a good look at whatever happens; and I can't believe it, standing in the door way are Mihael and someone who I assume to be a friend of his, glaring up at my dad. I feel a chill go down my spine and suddenly I can't even move from the fear of what might happen next, what might happen to Mihael.

"Who the hell are you two little brats?"My dad spat at them, obviously angry about being woken up. Mihael just smiled up at him sweetly (truly a sight to be hold) and then answered by asking his own question in a voice just as kind as his smile.

"Excuse us, we're here to speak with Nate. And who might you be?"

"That's none of your god damn business, now piss off." My dad ordered and then slammed the side of his fist into the door frame and waited for the two too leave. But they didn't, they still had a few more questions left to ask.

"OHMYGOD IS NATES MUM CHEATING ON MELZA'S DAD!" Mihael's friend practically screamed and was in an obviously horror stricken state.

Dad suddenly looked furious, he grabbed Mihael by the hair and I watched in horror as he threw him across the room (he isn't a super hero (villain), it's just a very small room) and he slammed into the cabinet on the other side; but much to my surprise Mihael sat up on the ground, not looking scared, but in fact looking furious too.

Mihael stood up and said in an admirably (in my opinion) stern and demanding voice "We wanna' speak to Near!" and then clenched his fists in anger, and just in case dad decided to attack him again. I quickly glanced over at Mihael's friend and was nothing short of shocked to see that he had gotten bored with the situation and had taken out a Nintendo DS from his pocket and was currently engrossed in playing some Mario game instead of watching the fight.

I slowly tiptoed over to the boy playing the DS and stood beside him, and then got so engrossed in examining the boy that I almost didn't even hear Mihael yell out my name, and when I tried to glanced over at him, I instead saw my father's fist about to collide with my face me, and as a result, I was thrown back and into a the wall, and then kicked in the mouth when I fell to the ground.

Although I didn't care about the pain, nor did I care about the blood running down my chin, as I've said before, I'm used to it, I just concentrated on what my dad was saying so I don't anger him more. "Why the hell do you even stay alive you worthless shit! I should have killed you when I killed your whore of a sister!" That was it, I can take the abuse and I can handle the name calling, but how dare he bring up the most unforgivable thing he's ever done in his pointless life. As he drew his leg back for another kick I made a run for it into the kitchen and grabbed a big , sharp, pointy knife, the sort you would see in a horror film and held it out in front of me. Mihael was staring at me in shock and disbelief (I wouldn't have had to grab the knife if he had of helped me instead of just standing like an idiot). I glared at my dad, who was still standing beside the door contemplating what he should do, so I charged at him.

Dad turned and made a run for it out of the house and down the street. I stopped at the door and dropped the knife. I just stood there staring out the door for a little while, shocked by the overwhelming anger I had just felt, and the actions it coursed (pretty risky actions). I didn't even know I could feel anger like that.

I then turned to Mihael, who by now had made his way back across the room and was now standing next to him friend, said friend was staring at me with wide eyes, he had dropped his DS at some point and not yet picked back up. "Dude…. Who the hell was that guy?" Mihael's friend tried to ask calmly, but regardless he sounded just as stunned as he looked. I really didn't want to answer that particular question, so I asked one of my own.

"What's your name?" The boy's eyes widened once again and I assume it was because of the lack of emotion in my voice.

The boy eventually got over his shockedness and smiled at me "My name's Mail, but you, Nate, may call me Matt." Matt then extended his hand for me to shake, so I shook his hand, smiled and said "Well then Matt, you may call me Near. It's nice to meet you."

Please let me know if you have any ideas for the story! And yes I know I sorta rushed the whole Nears dad thing, BUT i'm planing on bringing him back into the story later.

Sooo many mistakes!