Dear Jonah [Chapter 1] (Part 2)

Part Two.

(Joe)
I sat outside on the front porch, studying the scenery around. The sun shone gloriously, and the bright, perky flowers seemed to beam up at me. I even saw a few birds happily chirping and flittering around in the air. It was as if nature was completely oblivious to the horrors and lethal nightmares that this world brought. If this were some page in a book, I was sure the clouds would be dark and ominous, and there would maybe even be a long since dead, decaying bird lying on the sidewalk, an eerie foreshadowing that mapped out the rest of my life.
As if my thoughts were painted upon my body, like anyone could believe them to be true if they just looked, his voice, broken and slurred, shouted at my back. Snapping quite literally out of my trance, I straightened up, and forced myself to turn and face him, failing to steady my trembling hands. It wasn't as if I hadn't expected him, though; I'd heard his bottle of who knows what distilled spirits smash against the wall. That always meant the same thing—he was angry. And when he was angry, you could be sure I was about to be beaten.

Over the years, one of the most important rules I'd learned about him was to never look into his eyes. When he called my name, and demanded that I come inside, or come downstairs, I always looked past him, hopefully into an alternate world that could distract me from this Hell, but usually not.
"What are you always doing out there, boy? How come you never come inside like a normal boy? You ain't never done nothing right, have you? You're just a worthless piece of shit. I should've named you Little Shit. Suits you, don't it? Come 'ere, Little Shit!" He smirked, spitting snickers at me. I only stared at him, or rather, past him, at his forehead. "Well, who do you think you are? I said get your ass over here, you dumb fuck!" I lifted my chin higher, and stepped closer to him, bracing myself inwardly for whatever was about to happen. As soon as I became within reach, close enough for his shadowed face to be revealed, he took me by the shoulders and threw me to the ground, my face and sides swiping the dingy linoleum floor. He took a few steps closer to me as I held up my wall of tolerance, and kicked me once in the gut, hard enough to knock the wind, and probably daylights, out of me. I didn't dare give him the satisfaction of a wince, or even a cry of pain. That might put him over the top. I'd never be the impossibly tough, bulky, imaginary son he'd hoped to raise, but claiming that I had any weaknesses at all could be the death of me. Then, he bent down next to me, and held my cheek, as if I were suddenly a delicate flower. "Now get outta my house, and get your ass to school. Do something worth doing, like making me proud for once. Go fuck a slut or something, you retarded faggot."
And there he left me on the tile floor of the kitchen, fresh bruises ripening beneath my clothes. He never touched my face. No, the old drunk was too smart for that. That was just another thing he had against me. There were several covers that he'd had—a string of lies the whole world seemed to be up to speed on, that kept him away from trouble.
I picked myself up, what little pride I had left, and returned to the outdoors—my own personal sanctuary, where I would wait for the school bus to come and pick me up, relieving me of the Hell behind my back. But where one Hell was left behind, another began.

End of Part Two.
So that's the first chapter, yeah?
Please tell me what you think. I really appreciate it.
With Love, Carlie :D

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[rhasxsroge]

woow this is soo coool : D

[Nataliloveslove]

I think I have an idea who Jonah is =]

I loved the chapter, POor Joe! what an asshole of a dad!

~Natali

[addiesrandom]

Actually good : D

[themelodyinmyhead]

Its incredible. And theres so much to expect from you so I know it will just keep getting better... I cant believe Joe has to live with that... and what happened to his mother and where will Nick come into this and GAWH!! who's Jonah? O: this has seriously already got me hooked!!! :]

[xo1love1hope1dreamxo]

This is so amazing, please post soon, this is gonna be really good, i can tell:D

Your really good at writting, do you take classes or something?

Compared to you my writting is bull:P

[Todaydawg21]

Wow, I am totally loving this. It's so creative and descriptive. Fucking-A <33333

[xxRandomlyHerexx]

This is an amazing first chapter! I already can't wait to read and learn more about Joe and other characters. :)

[ParaJonasLeafFan]

Its times like these where I stop and say, "Damnit, I wish I wrote that!" But then again, I could never write that. Especially the first paragraph, which has too many metaphors to count. You took my breath away with this, like the air escaping Joe's lungs from impact of his father's fist, like the hands of Satan in his blistering Hell. This reminded me of 8 Mile when Jimmy gets completely destroyed by the Free World. *Chills* That scene always hurts my chest. Very beautiful job!

[themeankittyrulez]

Carlie, you my fellow writer, are truly amazing. I love this story already. Good luck with it!