Hi guys! Im so happy about my reviews, (even though I only have 2). Anyway. I'll try to uodate again later today. Also, I may not be updating in the next 3 days starting tomorrow due to dang finals ;P. Sorry. I know I just started this thing and now I may not update for a while. But don't worry I've got a special way to make it up to ya'll. You'll find out about that on saturday. ;) So, on with the story WARNING: violence ahead


Gavroche stared at the door in front of him. He was absolutely terrified to go in, but if he didn't his punishment would be much worse tomorrow. Finally, he pushed the door open to his "home". Everything seemed the same, but as he took his first step inside, out of nowhere a hand came and clocked him in the face. Gavroche fell back and looked around and quickly sawhis father, with a horrible face full of anger.

"P-papa." The samll boy started while trying to back up.

"I-I'm sorry I did'nt mean t-" Before Gavroche could finish, his father grabbed him by the shirt and punched Gavroche in the stomach. The small boy imeadantly saw stars and felt dissy.

"Oh, So you're sorry, are ya boy?" Therdanier shouted, while punching Gavroche again.

"Do you realize how much money you could've gotten today?!" he screamed

Before gavroche had a chance to answer, he flung his "son" onto the ground.

"I'll teach ya to disobey me!"

Therdanier grabbed a wine bottle and shatterd it over his son's head. Gavriche could'nt help it as he let out a yelp.

"Papa please!"

"shut up boy!"

Therdanier began to beat Gavroche over and over again, all the while Gavroche was sobbing and begging. Finally, Therdanier became so enraged that he practically threw his son into the few hot burning coals they had as their excuse of a fireplace. They immediantly burned his skin and he scrambled out of the coals.

"Now clean up around here and Do it quickly! When I come down, this place better look spotless!" Therdanier screeched as he trudged upstairs.

Gavroche did his best to tidy up the place, but his cuts, bruises and now burns were killing him. While he worked as hard and fast as he could, all to soon his father came downstairs.

"This place looks no different! What've you been doing?!" Therdanier yelled

"I- I um"

"that's it! tomorrow you'd better make up the lost money to me. If not, tomorrow will be far worse"

Gavroche sighed as he leaned against the wall, praying that the pain would stop and he could just fall a sleep...


yaaaaay another chapter, and its a little longer, so double yay. I will hopefully update lunch so, yeah. Oh, and happy 8 days till Christmas! XD yay