You grew up in a very abusive household, your mother and brother’s left leaving you alone with your father.

No one really knew about the abuse except for your fathers ex-military best friend Price, he often came to your house and stopped your father from yelling at you. He would usually think of some excuse for your dad.

Not this time, though.

One day, your father had one too many drinks and had gotten bad- Real bad. He had yelled at you and hit you. He had passed out on the couch afterwards.

Knock, Knock, Knock.

You managed to get yourself up to answer the knocks on the door. Price froze, angered and worried as he saw you're condition.

"You cant go on like this. I'm taking you to the hospital. Now."