The Fight

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F/T=Favorite Thing
Angst , Violence( Abuse)
(Credit to the artist of this beautiful drawing)
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I ran down the stairs because I needed help getting   F/T. It was on the tallest shelf in our room, probably about 10 feet high. I almost fell down the stairs on the last pair of steps , luckily I caught myself. I then race for the living room, frantically looking around for him. I even looked in our book nook, he wasn't there. I quickly raced to the kitchen and there he was just sitting at the island. "Babe!! Can you help me get F/T off the shelf  please." I begged. He turned his head and looked at me. "No Kitten, I have to finish a project for my clan." I really needed F/T so I kept bothering him about it, til dinner time. He was sitting down at the dinner table. "Please can you get it! I reallyyyyy need it!" He had enough. He quickly stood up and grabbed a vase that was on the table and thrown it in my direction. I quickly tried to catch it before it landed on the floor, but I failed and it shattered. He then walked over to me and harshly grabbed my arm making me walk on the shattered vase pieces. I could feel them stab my feet and it hurt like a motherfucker. "Stop FUCKING bugging me about grabbing your stupid fucking thing!!" I quickly felt tears in the corners of my eyes. He wasn't done there though, he then pulled me along and thrown me in the broom closet. He locked the door. "Maybe next time you won't bother me all day." He growled. I heard his foot steps fade away as I quietly cried. My feet would most likely be infected by tomorrow, but there's nothing in the broom closet I could use. So I silently cried and the door did not open, most likely won't til the next morning. After what felt like a few hours I drifted off to sleep, or maybe I was passing out. I don't know.
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I have never wrote an angst story or one shot so please give me feedback 🧱 🔨

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