TW: As the title suggests this chapter of "Baseball Love" has strong mentions of abuse. Please read at your own risk.
Charlie Kisha
I laid on my bed, curled up and watching the door. I sighed as I took out my math book.
I looked up as the door creaked loudly.
"Miles!"
I ran up to him throwing my hands around his torso
He winced and I let go of him
"What's wrong?" I rubbed his arm and he jerked it away. Tears gathered on his eyelashes and as more time went on, they threatened to fall from the fluffy lashes and then he started crying. "I'm sorry!" He sobbed. "Hey hey hey, come on don't cry" I said rubbing his shoulders "estará bien créeme"
Miles continued to sob, falling to the floor and he rubbed his wrist."Can..can I see?" I asked, reaching for his wrist. He was hesitant but eventually he handed me his wrist.
I rolled up his sleeves to his elbow and that was enough to make me take him to the school counselor.
"Who...?" My voice broke "Who's been doing this?"
His wrist were red with rope marks, which that wouldn't be so bad, and I would've just chuckled and said he was kinky, if it wasn't for the cuts and bruises that accompanied said rope marks that traveled up to his shoulders.
"I can't say." He choked
"Mi amor..." I said, before I realized what I had said. "You need to tell someone if not me tell her."
I gestured to the counselor who tapped the pencil which she clutched tightly in her her right hand.
"I'm going to leave." I said "I'll be back soon."
Miles POV
I looked at the blonde headed girl who sat in front of me patiently waiting for me to tell her who's been beating me.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." I muttered.
"Miles, I need you to tell me. If you can't tell me then I can't help."
She tried to convince me that I could tell her and she would believe me. That she would do anything and everything in her power to stop the abuse I was facing.
"NO! NO! PLEASE STOP!" I screamed.
The man I once considered my father raised my metal baseball bat again and struck my head.
My head was bleeding and I curled up in a corner in my room. He kicked my ribs, my arms, the middle of my chest. Then he pulled out the knife.
"MILES!" The counselor snapped
I breathe heavily, being snapped out of my flashback.
"Dad..."
"Hm?"
"My dad..he did it."I breathed out.
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Shorter chapter Ik. But I thought that was a good place to end it.
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