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So I dont come out anymore. I hide under my covers and I wait for morning.

 
More movement. More shuffling. “WHERE DID ALL THE BEER GO?” He drank it all. Mom tries to remind him. He thinks she drank it. More loud crashing. A door slams and a car engine roars peeling out of the drive way. Good he’s gone. It’s quiet apart from the TV. Some sort of late night news. I think it must be mom watching big it until I hear something thrown at the TV and it sputters for a moment. He’s still here. It’s mommy who is gone.
 Muttering and steps down the hall. I turn my black back to the door and huddle under the covers. I hear Fucking a creak and both light and shadow frame the wall. Pressure on my bed, he is laying down next to me, his cutie hand is suddenly on my waist and I feel my stomach dip. I try to pretend I’m asleep. Wet lips are sloppy on my neck, my jaw and the bottom of my ear. The heat of his hands creep up to my buddy chest and I can’t help but whimper as he tightens his calloused fingers around my nipple.
 
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