Abusive Dad Novels & Stories

Waiting and waiting. “Dad was an abusive son of a bitch who never loved anyone but himself, but he was what I had,” I continued, remembering how I’d been able to get to the club at long last and tell Dad that Mom was missing. Only I found him screwing some other woman. To his credit, he’d felt immediately to find Mom. But when he didn’t find her, he raged on for days, until he eventually just gave up... But he did come home every night after that...

She asks and I arch a brow. "Owning the majority of Manhattan?" I tease and she laughs a bit. "Yeah, that." She jokes, I flip over the chicken. "My father used to be one of the biggest attorneys here, in Manhattan." I start. "He was the most abusive fuck to ever walk the planet, he would rape my mother, abuse her and me, but he was so experienced by the time I was born he never left a mark." I tell her and she looks at me with such sadness.

I sarcastically laughed at him and told him how cruel my father was, but he kept asking questions about him, so I ended up telling him even more about him. A month had passed when Mom went home from her job in Australia, and she had decided not to return to her job as a maid there since her boss was hurting her, and she had said that she wanted to take better care of me. Dad is currently in jail; he was captured just a week ago after hurting mom again, this time with a glass in her head, which caused her to stay in bed for five straight days. Dad's parents were furious when they found out mom had placed her in jail; they warned us they were going to get dad out, and mom was even told she wou

I scrambled off the floor, readying myself for a fight just as his hands connected with my chest again. Barreling me back into the garage door. “No! Clint!” I grunted as my back slammed into the doorknob. “Fuck.” Dad chuckled. “You want to play tough guy, not a problem. Because by the time I’m done with you, you’ll know why I’m the father and you’re the son.” I snarled. “In your fucking dreams, you psychotic abusive fuck.”

“What?” I asked surprised and wanting to know why he was staring at me. “He was abusive?” He said softly, I wanted to ask him who was but I remembered, he was talking about his dad. “He got really mad because my mum wouldn’t sign the inheritance over to him, she signed them to me instead and asked that I took over when I turned 18.” He started explaining. “So must of the time he’d come either drunk or angry and he would hit her so much that she wouldn’t be able to move and I couldn’t do anything, I just watch.” He sighed. “He would send me to my room and lock me up, sometimes for days. Julia and Adrian would sometimes come when he isn’t home and the would keep me company from outside.” He la

And how recently she’s becoming physically abusive. He listened without interruption and shared his story. He came from a broken home, to put it lightly. His dad had raped his mom. As a result, his mom was always somewhat distant from him. They have a restraining order against his dad. But the man was always finding ways to violate that restraining order. And the times he has resulted in Narchis getting hurt.

A gentle breeze hit the skin of the CEO of Verz Incorporation, who was being hit by grief. Damn it! I feel helpless and I loathe this condition. When will my dad stop imposing his own will? He sure is arrogant and acts like a dictator! If I always experience this critical situation, then it is better if I was never born into the world! Abby regretted. Abigail Laurentia Verz: “I wish everything could be that easy, but I am afraid it is not possible. My annoying dad must have found my hiding place soon, then something bad must have happened after.”

My father glared at me as he grabbed my mother from the ground, "Can we please come in and talk about this?" father said as he leaned mother against him as she continued her sobs, "I don't want you in my apartment, in fact, I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to be anywhere near me since you have been reported as abusing me. Take one step closer to me and I will have Dime call the cops on you," I threatened as my father moved to come into the apartment uninvited; father stopped his movement and looked from me to Dime, watching Dime raise her phone to her ear,

"What's wrong with you!? Don't hit him!" "You're protecting him?" Dad spat in disgust. "Abigail, our only child is gay for Pete's sake." "That's why I'm doing this. He is the only kid we've got and I don't want to give him a reason to not come here anymore." "You spoil him too much." "You're being unfair. You're not even letting him speak." He clicked his tongue. "There's no way I'm going to listen to the words of a homosexual. He must be mentally ill for him to be spouting such nonsense."

"Me?Is that what your parents want?you killing and destroying the whole world?why do you take satisfaction in terrorizing?" "He killed my dad ,why?for what?Dad didn't do anything wrong he was just trying to support us and those children" "You just keep showing me how damaged your heart is" "I hate you because you're a bitch,a bitch got it?get to work immediately I've a lot more important things to do than talk to a...bitch like you" <<<<<