Ch. 1

Kendall Knight was a solitary type of guy; he didn't like having to deal with people and really just kept to himself. He wasn't a buff bad ass like the jocks, he actually maintained an A and B honor roll and he was more of a loner so no one really talked to him, let alone knew that he existed. Girls weren't on his 'To Do' list like most guys but he didn't give a shit, he would rather sit in a dark room by himself and study anyway. And besides he wasn't into girls. He was gay.

But he wasn't born and raised to be that Mr. Perfect child; to come home every day and study for hours upon hours. He only does that to avoid the person who he so viciously hates. His father Steve. The man had hated his son ever since he was born, all because he wanted a girl. He wouldn't care if this man got shot by an AK-47 5,000 times and then got ran over by a semi-truck then burned. He hates Steve will every living ounce of his body and he has a damn good reason to. The monster stole Kendall's innocence, he took everything from him.

The first time Steve had laid hands on Kendall was when he 5 years old. Kendall had talked back to his mother so Steve decided it was right to take matters into his own hands and slap the young boy on the butt with his belt. Kendall's mother, Jen, scolded her husband for being so brutal towards him but that didn't stop him from lashing out at Kendall whenever they where home alone. At age 7, Steve was starting to become more physically abusive towards Kendall by kicking his already injured son in the ribs and stomach just so he can feel that amazing feeling he had when Kendall was in pain and signs of verbal abuse are starting show. And at age 13, Kendall's life was completely deprived of its meaning. Steve had stole Kendall's virginity. That bastard just turned Kendall's life into a living hell.

~Fast Forward 2 years~

"GET THE FUCK OFF THE COUCH YOU LAZY PIECE OF SHIT AND DO THE DAMN DISHES!" Steve yelled at Kendall who was at the corner of the couch, trying to be as far away from Steve as possible, watching an episode of 'America's Got Talent'. Kendall reluctantly pushed himself off the sofa and made his way to the kitchen with an eye roll and mumbled words.

"Excuse me do you need to tell me something? You better not let me see those fucking eyes roll again or next time you wish you hadn't, faggot." Steve snapped.

"Sorry" was all Kendall could force himself to say. He hated being here alone with his 'father' because he took advantage of him every second possible. And that was a lot since Kendall's mom was a wealthy C.E.O of some phone company. He arrived at the sink and was pissed when all he could find in the sink was a spoon. Sighing angrily, Kendall washed off the spoon and threw it in the dishwasher. He walked back over to his spot on the couch and plopped down with a huff.

"Quit with the fucking attitude and drop all the fucking dramatic shit" Steve rolled his eyes at his son directly across from him.

"Well maybe if you weren't so damn anneal with one spoon being in the sink, I wouldn't have an attitude!" Kendall barked back. 'Oh shit!' Kendall thought to himself. Not his best move and not the best person to let all of his anger out on. Next second he knows, a 6'0 foot, brunette hair, brown eyed, man is hovering over him, fist clenched, and teeth gritted. He swung at Kendall's face with full force, knocking him off of the couch and onto the floor with his nose gushing nose. Steve doesn't waste any time; putting his full 180 pound body mass on top of Kendall's smaller frame, straddling the boy and grabbing his collar delivering another brutal blow to the blonde's face this time Kendall hears something pops and screams.

'I-I'M SORRY! PLEASE, P-PLEASE S-S-STOP! I WON'T DO IT AGIN! I-I PROMISE!" Kendall pleaded, his green eyes begging with mercy. Before Steve could make Kendall really stay true to his promise, the garage door opens up.

"Go clean yourself up… You disgust me" Steve spat with absolutely no sympathy in his voice what so ever. Kendall scurried along to the bathroom before his mother walked in to see her soon at his lowest points.

"Hey babe!" Jen says cheerfully as she walks over to her husband "*kiss* where's Kendall?"

"Oh he's just in the bathroom taking a bath" He says with a warm smile making sure to put emphasis on 'bath' so Kendall hears it. What Jen doesn't know is that her husband is hiding the evidence of Kendall's blood under his shoe. Just a reminder of what took place moments before she walked through the door.

Kendall slumped against the white bathroom door with his head in his hands and sobbed. After a moment of letting his frustration come out as tears, he gets up and decides to take a look at what Steve has done to his face. He sighed, the damage was pretty bad, but nothing to serious and Kendall figured out that 'pop' noise he heard was his jaw being popped out of socket, but it must've snapped in by itself.

He walked over to the shower, turning the water on full heat and letting it fill up to his desired amount. Kendall shed his clothes and slumped into the bath, letting the then clear water to turn red. He closed his eyes and heard the delightful chatter of Steve and his mom in the kitchen. He rolled his eyes at the way his father talked so innocently to his mother. Steve was a horrible monster that Kendall's mother was in love with and who Kendall had to deal with.

WOW! That was pretty intense! :O Poor Kendall :'( Steve is an evil guy ( But this is my first story EVAH! So yeah PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review it! I need it! I can take the heat! SOOOO anyway for Ch 2 you'll see more of Jen and Steve and how he lashes out out Kendall plus a rape scene maybe? Hmmm? And you'll be seeing Kendall's school and who's who! Yeah, so let me know watcha think! LOVE MY RUSHERS! 3

~Kelsey :)