I was home.. In my room.. Everything was normal.. I was happy.. I was around seven.. Natalie was around six.. We were playing a board game.. The door opened and we saw dad come in.. I guess mom left for work.. We smiled and ran up to give him a hug.. But he shoved us away.. He looked down at us with disgust.. "Dad?" I say cowering a bit.. I looked at his right hand.. It gripped a bottle of beer.. I looked back up at him.. Unexpectedly he threw the bottle at me and it shatters in contact with my head, he glass shards cutting me as I try to shake them off.. Natalie ran screaming and crying.. He whipped around and went after her...As an instinct I dove for my fathers leg and I latched onto it.. I hear a thud as my dad made contact with the ground.. He looked back at me before kicking me off with his other foot, making ne scream in pain and agony.. I sat up and fell back.. My dad got up and kicked my side.. "You fucking excuse of a son.." he mumbles before he grabs my hair and starts blowing punches everywhere.. I took almost every hit.. He then punched my side with extreme force causing me to cry out in pain..

I woke up screaming and I squeeze my eyes shut curling up into a ball. Toby jumps and quickly runs over to aid me.

"Gabriel?!" he shouted wrapping his arms around my crying self and he pulls me to him.

"Sh.. Sh... Gabriel your safe now.. Sh.. Gabriel.. I'm here.. I'm here.." said the soothing voice of Toby. I suddenly bury my face into his chest and I grip his shirt. I eventually calmed down a bit and took a deep breath. He caressed my back gently and kissed the top of my head..

"Gabriel.. Do you wanna talk about it?" he asked me calmly. I shook my head no and pulled away from his chest. Before I knew it my head dug itself into his neck and he rock us back and forth.

"Are you hungry? I mean.. Food is ready.." He said kissing my head again. I nod my head this time and he smiles. He then wraps my legs around his waist as my arms wrap around his neck. He picks me up and wraps his arms around me holding me up by my thighs and slowly carries me out of the room and down the stairs. Down the stairs I held onto him a bit tighter. I was afraid of falling. He noticed and let go with one hand to wrap his arm around my back. Which made me feel secure in his arms. Finally we made it to the bottom of the stairs and he walks over to the dining room and sets me down next to him. He tries pulling away but my grip tightens.

"Alright then.." he mumbles as he picks me back up, sits down, and has me in his lap.

"Better?"

"Better.." I say smiling with my head comfortly on his chest.

I look at his parents who set down two bowls of the Cincinnati chilli in front me. I smile picking it up and start eating it.

"Hey this is really good!!" I say to Toby's dad..

"Why thank you young man.. " he say chuckling ruffling my hair a bit. His mother rolls her eyes smiling.

"Well we are glad to have you over whenever.. Just come.." and then she looks over to Toby.

"Hope you Like sharing.." she said before she started eating. Dinner was quiet for the remainder of the time.

Eventually me and Toby finished and we set our bowls on the table before he picked me up and carried me to the couch. He sat down with me curled up in his lap. He held me and turned on the tv to a random movie. I think it was the Simpson's movie. And that's what we did for the rest of the evening until I fell a sleep at the very end of the movie with Toby rubbing my back.

((Sorry for the long wait but hey when your a busy man your a busy man.. So yeah here ya go it's a little shorter than usual but yeaaaaa... Deal with it...

Meeeeeeeeeeeh))