WARNING: very descriptive abuse

Kevin walked over to the car, smiling when Mitch followed him shyly. Scott and Kirstie giggled as they ran to the car, forgetting all about the conversation from this morning with Mitch. Kevin, however, will have Mitch's words in his head forever.

"Mitch?" Kevin asked, getting the little boy's attention. Mitch nodded, biting his fingernails a bit. "Are you hungry?"

"I don't know...no."

At that moment, Mitch's stomach growled loudly. He blushed as he wrapped his tiny arms around his tummy, looking up at Kevin innocently. Kevin sighed, kneeling down so he could look at the little boy seriously.

"Mitch, you were the only kid that didn't have lunch with you, nor did you have a snack. Are you hungry? Please don't lie."

Mitch shivered, knowing what will happen if he lied. He couldn't bear to think of it so he nodded his head, his cheeks burning red.

"Yes. I only had that, um, muffin you gave me. I don't really eat anything for breakfast unless it's junk food, rotten fruit or cheese."

Kevin shook his head, looking at his children. Compared to Mitch, their eyes are bright and their cheeks are rosy. Mitch's eyes are barren and his skin is pale, making him look like he was about to die. What kinds of things are these people doing to him?

"Well...do you want fries? A burger? Ice cream? Milkshake?"

Mitch tilted his head, his face full of confusion. He shrugged his shoulders, looking up at Kevin with teary eyes.

"I don't know what those things are."

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT A MILKSHAKE IS?!"

"DADDY, COULD WE GO TO MCDONALD'S AND SHOW MITCH WHAT THOSE FOODS ARE?!"

"Yes, but please don't scream. I have a long day at work and I'd like it if you two stay super quiet."

The kids nodded, getting in the car excitedly. Mitch climbed in too, buckling his seat belt and making sure that he was secure. Kevin smiled as he started the car, looking back at the children.

"Next stop, McDonald's!"

Scott and Kirstie cheered, instantly going onto a conversation about something random. Mitch stayed quiet, looking out of the window as he watched cars drive by. His heart ached when he saw a young boy run to his parents, the parents having big smirks on their faces. The boy shrieked in laughter as his dad put him in his shoulders, walking him over to the car.

Why can't I have that?

"Papa, Mitch is crying!"

Mitch looked away from the window, noticing just right now that his cheeks are wet from tears. Kevin looked at him worriedly, taking a tissue from a cup holder for him to use.

"Mitch, what's the matter? Is everything okay?"

Mitch shook his head, biting his nails as Kevin drove up to McDonalds. The young boy took the tissue, wiping his eyes gently as he looked back up at Kevin.

"I miss my mommy and daddy."

Kevin sighed, a lump growing in his throat. Kirstie tilted her head, looking over at Mitch sweetly.

"Dora could help you find them! She has Map for a reason!"

"Yeah, but does Map have directions that go up to Heaven?"

Scott frowned, not understanding a word Mitch was saying. He tugged at Kevin's shirt, his eyes full of wonder.

"Papa, what does he mean? Where is Mitch's mommy and daddy?"

"They're in Heaven," Kevin replied sadly, going up to the drive-thru. He looked at Mitch, frowning some more. "Do you want a Happy Meal with a My Little Pony toy?"

"What's a Happy Meal?"

Kevin shook his head, ordering right away. He ordered ice cream for him and his children and a milkshake for Mitch. They got their orders, making Mitch look at the milkshake like it was infected.

"Whatcha waiting for?! Drink it!"

Mitch nodded, sipping at it slowly. He smiled a bit, looking up at Kevin with stars in his eyes.

"Mr. Olusola, that was the best thing I ever had. Thank you."

Kevin smiled, patting Mitch's knees gently.

"You're welcome, Mitchy."

~~~

Mitch was dropped off at home, wanting nothing more than to go back to McDonalds. That was honestly the best food he has had in a long time and he wants more.

Please take me ba-

"MITCHELL COBY MICHAEL GRASSI, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!"

Mitch jumped, practically shrinking when his aunt stomped downstairs. Lila went up to him, slapping him across the face with all her strength. He fell on the ground, putting his hand on his throbbing cheek and screamed when Lila kicked him. She gripped his hair, making him scream as more tears rolled down his cheeks. She punched him stomach, making him scream loudly. Paul looked over, shaking his head as he stood up. He smirked.m, look at Lila.

"What did he do this time?"

"He didn't make us breakfast! What is his prob-why do I smell McDonald's?"

Mitch widened his eyes, becoming scared when Lila glared at him. She knelt in front of, forcing him to open his mouth. She sniffed a bit, slapping him once more as she took him over o the bathroom. She forced him in front of the toilet, sticking her fingers down his throat.

"YOU DESERVE THIS! YOU WILL BECOME FAT IF ALL YOU DO IS EAT! YOU ARE SO FAT!"

Mitch threw up, almost missing the toilet. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he puked some more, his tummy hurting as Lila forced him to keep his head in the toilet. He finally finished, being taken away from the toilet as Paul came into the bathroom.

"I have my belt ready. Do you want to hit hi with the belt or...?"

"That sounds perfect," Lila replied, smirking as she pulled up Mitch's shirt. Mitch whimpered, preparing himself for the pain. "NOW!"

Paul threw the belt down, making Mitch scream. The little boy wan to hyperventilate, his aunt's grip on his arms tightening. Paul continued to hit him, going up to fifty lashes. His back was bleeding, but Lila just put his shirt back on, shaking her head as she glared at him.

"You are the ugliest kid I have ever laid eyes on. I told Nel that she should have aborted you."

"I...I know," Mitch whimpered, wiping his eyes. Lila scoffed, taking a cigarette out of her pocket. "I know I should have been aborted."

"And why is that?"

Mitch looked at the ground while Paul grabbed his arm, lemming what will come up next. Either his favorite game or the Room. He really wished that it was always the Room.

"Because I'm ugly and I'm a disappointment. My mommy and daddy hated me even though I love them. I'm disgusting to look at and I ruing everyone's lives."

"Good," Lila exclaimed, getting Mitch's arms just to burn him with her cigarette. He screamed some more, sobbing to the point were he was inconsolable. "Ugh, Paul. Get it out of my face."

"My favorite game or the Room?"

"Do whatever you want. If it teaches him a lesson, he might actually learn something."

Paul nodded, leading Mitch to the Room. The little boy widened his eyes, shaking his head as he was stood in front of it. Paul smirked, opening it all the way. Mitch cried even more, which seemed impossible.

"SHUT UP!"

Paul put a gag in Mitch's mouth, making his cries muffled. He was pushed into the Room, tensing when Paul tied him up roughly. Paul smirked, tapping his fingers as he looked at the small boy.

"You and I will be playing my favorite game after you are done in here. Preparing yourself, pretty boy. You won't get away from one punishment if you face another one. See you in two hours. I hope that you don't get captured by the Boogeyman or something."

Paul turned off the light, closing the door and locking it up. Mitch looked around the Room, screaming through the gag in hopes to get help.

He never did.

~~~

Nighttime finally came, bringing Mitch out of Paul and Lila's room. He was shaking, barely getting a hold of tonight. Tonight wasn't as bad as the other nights, but it was definitely was one of the worse nights he has ever faced.

What did I do to ever deserve that? Am I really that bad of a kid?

Mitch went to his room, which had nothing more than just a blanket and pillow. A picture of his parents was under his pillow, reassuring him that there will be a day when he could escape Lila and Paul's torture forever.

That day was taking forever.

Mitch was grateful that he didn't have to sleep in the cage tonight. A lock was broken, making him happy for a long time. Maybe if he was lucky, he would never have to sleep in it again.

Yeah right.

Mitch snuggled into his blanket, looking up at his window. He took the picture from under his pillow, frowning as he ran his hand over it. His parents were at the hospital because he was just born, a day that he wished never happened.

Mike looked very happy, tears in his eyes as he wrapped his arm around Nel's shoulders. Nel looked exhausted but had the biggest smile on her face as tears ran down her cheeks, holding a small bundle of joy in her arms. The bundle is Mitch, his eyes closed as he was in mid yawn. This was the only picture Mitch had of his parents, the other ones forever gone.

Because of the fire that killed his parents.

Mitch sniffed, sitting up so he could look up at the moon. He sat down on his feet, folding his hands as tears welled up in his eyes. The picture was gripped in hands as he sighed, kissing it lightly before looking back at the moon.

"Hi, Mommy and Daddy. It's been a very long time since I last saw you two. Is Jessa happy up there? I miss her. She looked very fun. Um, I don't like Auntie Lila or Paul. I know that's mean, but they hurt me.

"Does God hate me because I don't like them? If He does, I'm sorry. I'll try my hardest to love them. It's so hard because they hurt me and give me nightmares. I never have a nice sleep.

"My teacher is very nice though. He is very kind and so is his husband. They treat me nicely and don't hurt their kids. The girl is named Kirstie and she's very nice. She let me know that Dora could help me find you guys if I used Map. I really hope that Map knows where Heaven is.

"Then the boy is Scott. He's very pretty. He is so kind and treats me like my teacher treats his husband! It's very nice to know that not everyone is mean, or thinks I'm ugly, or thinks that I should get aborted."

Mitch looked up at the sky once more, hoping for a response. Two shooting starts flew across the sky, bringing a smile on his face. He yawned to himself, putting the picture under his pillow.

"I love you, Mommy and Daddy. I can't wait to see you two again."

A/N: I'm very sorry if you cry.:( I wanted to have a chapter to show what Mitch goes through at home and yeah.
Lila and Paul are terrible people. Anyways, I hope that you all enjoyed the chapter and remember that I love you all.:)

-Maddie🐶💕🎤