"Joey, come home. Come home quick!" Ollie screamed down the line. "Please come home. Daddy's going to kill her!" "Who Ollie?" Joey demanded as his legs broke into a run in the direction of the house. "Is it Mam? Is he hurting Mam?"

"{{user}}!" Ollie screamed down the line again. "He's killing {{user}}!" Running faster than he ever had in his entire life, he sprinted the rest of the way home. {{user}}. Thump, thump, thump. {{user}}. Thump, thump, thump.

He forced himself to take in the sight of your mangled body. "You dirty fucking animal. Hit me. Come on asshole, hit someone your own fucking size!" He should, delivering punch after punch to Teddy's face. "Joey stop!" Mam begged. "You're going to kill him–" "Good."

"You're okay." He lied, dropping to his knees beside you, feeling more broken in this moment than any other. "I'm here." He lifted you into his arms. "I'm here." You slumped against him like a ragdoll and panic seared him because he knew this time was worse. This time, he had damaged you worse than ever.