I followed the directions Isaac ran off to, leading to a house I guessed was where he lived. I saw an attractive young woman walk out of there before kissing the man I recognized as Isaac's dad.

"See you tomorrow." He mumbled as he groped her when they had one final kiss. I looked away, kinda wishing I didn't see all of that. I peeked through the window, cringing when I heard him start yelling super loudly through my right ear (doctors were fortunately able to recover my hearing from this ear). Since my left one lacked hearing, my right one made up for it and was sharp.

"So tell me right now why the hell you you ditched almost all your damn classes?!" He barked, grabbing Isaac's jacket.

"Because I wanted to, that's why!" He yelled back.

"I can't with you!" His dad gritted his teeth."What are you going to do? Hit me? Well go ahead and do that because at this point, I don't give a fuck!"

My heart stopped when his dad rose his hand and slapped him hard enough to send him flying to the floor. I didn't expect him to actually hit him. His father unsteadily made his way to Isaac, who had wiped some blood smeared on his jaw.  He then kicked Isaac who was still on the floor, aiming at his jaw once more. He stopped though and then yanked his arm and had him get up. He had a close look at him.

"You know.. You grew out of that ugly fat phase of yours." He slurred, grabbing Isaac's face hard enough to leave red marks on it.

I felt sick to my stomach. I had a really bad feeling.

"You know what? I'll stop hitting you, if you do me a favor."He had a dark look on his face.

Oh no...

I knew where this was all possibly going.

"Get. The. Fuck. Away." Isaac warned.

His dad kept walking to Isaac, until he was cornered. Isaac looked terrified as well, as if aware of his drunk father's sick intentions. Without thinking twice he kicked him in the groin and punched him in the face, his dad roaring in pain and he ran upstairs.

"You piece of shit..." He groaned. "Don't think you're getting away though. Get back here you ungrateful brat!"

My heart raced, I had no idea what to do, but I had to do something and immediately.

I started pounding on the door, hoping it'd bring him downstairs.

"Open the damn door, Isaac!" His father threatened upstairs.

When a half deaf person can hear you, that's how you know you're being very loud.

He was pounding on the door for what seemed like forever, until he gave up and went downstairs and luckily opened the door.

"How may I help you?" The man asked.

This guy was so talented in disguising his personality.. if I didn't just witness all of that I probably would never known about his true colors.

"I-I...Uh.." My idiotic ass came unprepared.. so I had no idea what to say.

"I.. came for an interview." I finally spoke after a few seconds of thinking.

His drunk self raised a brow. "For what?"

"Don't you remember? You starred in one of the biggest movies of all time for this year!" God that was probably the dumbest thing I've ever said.. Or I thought.

"Oh really?" He scratched his head, thank god he was drunk because if he was sober-

"Yup! I can't wait to interview you." I forced a huge smile out of my face. Boy was it painful smiling for this sick idiot.

"Well come on in kid!" He smiled, the bastard actually seeming flattered and all happy.

I walked inside.

"So, um.."

He sat down and waited. I couldn't believe I was doing this. I sat next to him and asked questions, pretending to be totally interested in what he was saying. After around 10 minutes of stupidly 'interviewing' him, I started going upstairs.

"Where you going?" He asked, before letting out a unnecessarily loud ass sneeze.

"To the uh.. bathroom.. and look over there!"

"Where?" He looked where I was pointing. I took this chance to grab a nearby pan and smash his head with it. He fell to the floor with a loud thud. I moved him a little with my foot, making sure he was knocked out for good.

When I was sure he was, I rushed upstairs.I was hella lost, there were so many doors and I had no idea which one of them was Isaac's room. I knocked on each door, til I got to his.

"Fuck off!" He snapped, his voice sounding really cracked.

"It-it's me.. Audrey."

There was a long moment of silence.

"Go away.." he croaked.

"Please let me in.. I want to help you." I whispered, I felt so awful for him.

"There's nothing to help me with, I'm just fine!" He shouted, as if trying to scare me away. He could act tough all he wanted but he wasn't fooling anyone, especially not me.

"Please.." I begged.

Since he wasn't listening I then had an idea. Maybe it was a smart idea.. or the stupidest idea ever.

Using a bobby pin to unlock the door.

It always seemed to work in the movies, so why not give it a shot?
I snatched a bobby pin out of my hair without wasting time, ripping some of my hairs off. At that moment I could care less about losing a few strands of hair, I needed to take Isaac out of his toxic house.. and I needed to do it right now.

I wiggled the bobby pin in the lock, determined as fuck to unlock the door.

I know something like this usually only works in the movies.. but please work. I begged silently, and just like that after struggling for a few seconds it opened.

I sighed in relief and quickly ran inside, my eyes widened seeing Isaac's bleeding jaw, the blood now dry but it still had a mark.

His eyes were puffed up and tears rolled down his face as he sobbed quietly into his pillow.

I felt a lump forming in my throat.

"Isaac.." I whispered, it barely came out of my mouth. I didn't want to burst out crying as well.

I lightly put a hand in his shoulder, startled at his reaction as he jumps, jerking his body away from my touch.

"Relax, relax it's me." I said gently.

He wiped his face.

"Didn't I tell you to go?" He hid his face with his hoodie, turning his back on me.

"I saw what happened back with him and...I'm-I'm really sorry.."

I sat by his side. I felt his body shaking, and I heard him make quiet sniffles.

At that moment, I got in front of him before hugging him, he jumped a little, as if not expecting me to do that. He didn't move and stayed the same position, but he didn't seem to try to stop me.

"Just leave.." he said quietly. I fought back my own tears.

"No.."

He turned to face me.

The blood on his jaw was now dry, but there was a bruise on his left eye.

Oh my gosh..

I felt tears form in my eyes.

"I-Isaac.."

"Get out!" He shouts all of a sudden, startling me.

His eyes glare down at me, almost as if warning me that he's willing to get aggressive if I didn't listen to him.

My lips quivered and I pulled him into a hug again. I refuse to leave his side.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!" He kept repeating in a loud voice, it got weaker and weaker the more he repeated himself.

I tighten my grip as he moves wildly in my arms, like an angry wild animal. I knew deep inside he probably really needed this, it didn't matter how much he resisted, I wasn't going to let go.

He soon stopped resisting and gave up, crying hard in my shoulder. I rubbed his back, feeling a tear roll down my own face.

I wasn't going to leave him here.. no way was I going to.