Chapter 1: This Is My Story

°" At Kai's House "°

♡" Kai's POV "♡

"I-I'm s-s-sorry sir, I didn't mean to. I-it won't happen again.", I stuttered as I backed away from my very drunken father.

"I don't fucking care what you say! you did that on purpose and you know it! That's the reason why you getting a punishment!", my father says holding his leather belt in one hand and an almost empty beer bottle in the other.

"P-please sir I-I swear I didn't mean to burn it!", I begged hoping for mercy. He raised the hand he had his belt in as I hit the wall behind and fell to the ground. I hold my arms up in front of me as he starts hitting me with his belt.

Each hit hurting worse and worse, each hit burning, stinging, and hurting.

It felt like it took him an eternity to stop when really it only took him an hour. He throws his now empty beer bottle at me which cause it to shatter. A big piece of the glass beer bottle that broke my left cheek open just a little below.my eye on my cheekbone.

"Clean this shit up right now you lazy son of a bitch and get me another beer! Fucking gay faggot.", he mumbles the last part he walks away not caring that I'm hurt and bleeding no doubt that some of the places where he hit were bleeding too.

After a few moments I get up and start to clean up the pieces of broken beer bottle glass with my knowing that I'm not allowed to use the broom for these kinda things. As I'm almost done cleaning the glass up one of the pieces cut my hand open to which I hiss in pain to.

I continue on knowing that I had to get this mess cleaned up and get outta this room before he'd walk back in the room or else I'll suffer major consequences.

After a few more minutes I finished cleaning up and start to go up to my room when I hear a loud thud and pots and pans falling. Knowing that it was most likely my drunken father who fell and passed out from the alcohol I walk to the kitchen and see him laying in the middle of the floor.

"Why do you do this to yourself dad?", I mumble to myself as I start to try and pick him up like I normally do but the lashes from the belt make it almost impossible. I push through the pain and care my father up the stairs and to his bedroom where I place him on his bed and walk out.

"Good night dad.", I say as I walk out of the room and close the door.

I walk to my bedroom and strip my clothes off down to my boxer shorts. I plop down on my bed and think about all the reason why and how my life ended up like this.

Oh wait, I'm sorry I don't think I introduced myself.

Well, my name is Kai Levough and this is my story.