[RedRose4]

(Holy shit, my longest post ever )

Nodding his head, Joseph took a moment, looking hesitant before opening the door and smirking. “Alright…talk to you then.“
Right as Joseph took a step outside and closed the door behind him, he knew the truth. He was already home. Slowly stuffing his hands into his pockets, the young man hurried over towards an alley a few blocks away, rain beginning to fall down onto him as he hurried into a dark passageway and luckily found a dumpster with a few slabs of cardboard alongside it.
Grabbing the biggest he could find, Joseph sighed in relief as he put it over his head, helping him enough to keep most of his body dry. Nudging himself up against the side of the dumpster and resting his head against the brick wall behind him, Joseph starred down at the ground, keeping his emotions hidden as he wondered what the days would end up becoming.
Shini was nice but…would he disappoint him like everyone else had? Joseph smiled sadly and chuckled. “Of course.” he whispered under his breath. “Everyone does…”
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Flashback;
“I told you a thousand times, why can’t you fucking listen to me!?” The mans voice cracked through the entire house, Joseph’s hands covering either side of his head to muffle out the sound of his fathers anger. Why did he always have to be so loud? Most importantly, how come he couldn’t defend himself or his family like a real man should?
Joseph hid under his blankets when he heard his bedroom door slam open, his eyes tightly closed as he tried his best not to make a single sound. Even with his best efforts, his father ripped the blanket off of him, grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him off of the bed.

“Come on you little bitch, fight back! You’re a man aren’t you?” He screamed as he gave his son’s stomach a harsh kick.
Joseph’s young body cringed and he loudly coughed, barely being able to breath. He was only eleven, if he even tried fighting back he knew he’d only be hurt more, so instead he faced the ‘punishment’ of his father like he had his entire life.
Just as his dad was about to kick him again, Joseph’s mother came in and tore her husband off of her child, screaming at him to stop although it only ended up with her being hit in the process.
Josephs’ small body weakly stood up, tears in his eyes as he grabbed his fathers arm, trying to stop him but it didn’t do anything to help. He was just too weak.
“Daddy stop it!! Mom!” He cried out, watching as his mother was beaten before him, unable to help…
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Joseph’s body shook, closing his eyes tight as the rain began to envelope him. Dropping the cardboard, he allowed the water to drench him, not caring anymore. He was kicked out of his home a year ago starting today, but it just felt so fast. Joseph wiped his eyes, thankful that the rain blended in with his tears. He’d make sure to get stronger someday, so that he’d be able to go home and fight back for once in his life, like a real man could.
Laying on the ground, Joseph took a deep breath, closing his eyes and trying his best to fall asleep in the cold rain.
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The morning arose, although Joseph barely seemed to sleep. His night was full of nightmares, his body soaked and beginning to feel uncomfortable because of just how wet he was from the rain last night. Getting up slowly, he looked inside the dumpster, wishing he had some sort of extra clothes. The others he had were stolen by the other people littering the streets, so Joseph needed a way to find himself something dry, something comfortable.