The next one for ItaDei week! The beat in this one is really nice and at the end a guitar solo where I can just see Deidara's smirk in. Make sure to check out the song!

Rating: T-rated

Warnings: Hints of abuse, violence

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Standing in the middle of his messy bedroom Deidara once again found himself in a position he had been in hundreds of times before. Not a week went by without at least once this occurred. And he simply swallowed it all, never talking back, because what could really be done? It only made the situation worse, he knew. Being yelled at was not as bad as waking up bruised the next day.

"You don't do shit around the house! And then you stand here with your smug little face! What are you even good for, huh? Taking my money, that's what you're good for! You little piece of shit!"

Gritting his teeth Deidara watched the man turn around in the doorway, yelling more things about how Deidara was not fit to do anything. How he would not succeed in life. How he would forever leach off his parents, because what else could he do? But today was the day where Deidara finally would speak up and put the man in his place. Let him know exactly what Deidara thought of him. It was about time someone did, pride of the man as misplaced as ever.

"And how is it that you are bringing in the money, asshole? You don't even fucking work. You drink mom's money away!"

Before he could storm back in, Deidara threw the door closed and blocked it with his dresser, as he had done many times before. This was enough to start the biggest fight they had ever had, but it was worth it. He needed to be strong now and fight for his own rights. This was his battle and he would win, at least a little bit.

You gotta face up, you gotta get yours

From under his bed Deidara yanked a big duffle bag and started stuffing it with everything he needed. Clothes were crumbled up in balls, shoes shoved in there, and every other little thing he may need were thrown on top. The door was cracking under the weight the man was putting against it, trying to fight his way in. Trying to break it down, so he could teach Deidara a lesson. It wouldn't be long before it eventually did, the alcohol giving the man some type of super strength, or perhaps simply adrenaline.

A son of a stepfather

At least the man had always been honest with Deidara, his ideas being something he truly believed in, even if they were often wrong. When all had come out and all the answers were straight, then he was happy. Unfortunately Deidara was anything but straight, which had not made this any better.

"Open this fucking door, Deidara! Your little sickening boyfriend will not come rescue now, so give up. I will come for you!"

Zipping the bag closed Deidara was ready. The hinges of the door squeaked under the pressure and were about to give in. Deidara paid it no attention as he flashed a glance at his phone, the message on there pleasing him. With a spurt he made his way to the window, pushed it open and with ease flung his legs out. A route he had often taken just to get out of the house. Get away from everything here. There was no use to reason anymore. It would be a waste of precious breath. It was now finally time to choose for himself and get the hell out of this hell hole.

You never know the top till you get too low

Sliding down the drain Deidara landed on his feet, right in their backyard. With a crash he could hear his step father had finally burst through the door, giving it all his strength he possessed. His bedroom must be a mess now, but it didn't matter. He would not return for anything. This was it.

Not giving his step father enough time to figure out where Deidara had gone, he marched towards the backdoor, pushing it open to enter the kitchen. There leaning against the counter he found his mother, softly crying to herself. Maybe the man really loved her. Deidara had seen how good he had been to her. The man had just never liked children, no matter how old they were. He had always despised Deidara, for claiming more time from his mother. It was wrong of her to let the man do that, but no matter what, Deidara loved her.

With a heavy heart he walked towards her and held her face between his hands. Something she had done often when he was younger. When he was the one that needed comfort. "I'll make it up to you somehow," he whispered to her, wanting it to ease the ache in her heart a little.

I know that I did you wrong

A loud roar let Deidara know it was time, his step father having figured out where Deidara was right now. Quickly he let go of his mother, her hands sliding off his forearms so easily, as if she had already given up. But she had given up years ago. Quickly Deidara ran towards the front door, shooting past the stairs the man came storming down, shouting every profanity he could think of. More accusations, more insults. How the man hated Deidara, without really having a good reason.

Throwing up the front door Deidara jumped out of the house he had lived all his life in. The walls shook with the force Deidara threw the door closed with. Pushing his key in, he locked it from the outside, buying himself enough time to get away. The door was yanked from the inside, the man trying to open it and still get to Deidara. But before he had found his keys, Deidara would be long gone. Casually Deidara threw his former house keys in the front garden, finding no need for them anymore.

Walking down the path Deidara let his mind wander to the good times for a while, remembering when there had been no step father yet. When it had just been him and his mom. The happier times. He would miss her, no matter if her decisions had been wrong.

I'm so sorry

I'm so sorry

I'm so sorry

As Deidara turned the corner and let his eyes fall upon someone familiar, his heart made a little jump. The angry and sad thoughts were pushed aside as he made his way towards the sleek black car, it almost vanishing in the dark night. Leaning against the trunk was his saviour, the one who was going to take him away from all this shit. The one who had convinced him to fight in the first place.

Jumping into Itachi's car was the easiest thing he had done so far.