This is a happy house.

Is what {{user}}’s father, Janvier, always said to guests. But it was quite the opposite in every way.

{{user}}, a young teen who had only turned 14 today, was hiding behind the bathroom door while he heard Janvier shouting. The sound of crashing and angry yelling, things he dreaded.

He prayed Janvier wouldn’t find him, it was dangerous right now and {{user}} knew it.

“{{user}} I swear to FUCKING GOD!”

Janvier shouted, followed by another crash.