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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      DirkJake
  Character:
      Dirk_Strider, Alpha_Dave_Strider, Jake_English
  Additional Tags:
      Abuse, Self_Harm, Incest, Physical_Abuse, Anal, Mental_Abuse, Sexual
      Abuse, Verbal_Abuse
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-02-27 Words: 304
****** You're My Savior ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Dirk is abused at home by his brother Dave, and the only one there to
     help is Jake, his best friend, and crush. He finally has someone to
     talk to when his brother tries to ruin it all.
     TRIGGER WARNING: PLEASE READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE READING!
Notes
     This contains very explicit things, don't like it don't read it.
     PLEASE ENJOY!
     ~Dan Galaxy
See the end of the work for more notes
Dirk's PoV
~~~~~~~~
I wake up to the sound of Dave's voice screaming at me to get up, then I feel
the harsh string of his hand across my right cheek. For some odd reason he
likes to hit there... Every morning, making the injury worse, and the pain
unbearable. I've always wondered why he feels the need to abuse me? What does
he gain?
"Get your lazy ass up right now, worthless shit bag" He left after he hit me
again and I slowly drag myself out of bed. Once I'm up I get dressed in the
usual white tank too and black skinny jeans. I then grab my backpack and head
out.
"See you after school fuckass."
Once I hopped on the bus I realized that I had forgotten my jacket... Fuck. I
mean I guess I'll get through. I look down at my wrists seeing the markings
I've made and the markings he made... I just hope no one notices me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Once I got to school, I was happy to see Jake. He just has a pristine way of
making me not feel like shit.
"Hey look at the little faggot!" Caliborn smirked as I sauntered over to Jake,
I really just shook off the comment, because it didn't matter.
"Hey Strider!", Jake said as I plopped in my seat, "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing.", as I say as I pull out my binder placing it in my desk.
"I know it isn't nothing.", he looks over at my cheek, "your cheek had
obviously gotten worse."
"We don't need to talk about it...", I straighten out my shirt and face forward
to make sure I don't get yelled at by Mr. Scratch, he's really strict about
that kind of thing. Mr. Scratch enters the room, great. I get to learn useless
things.
End Notes
     More to come soon! Sorry for the first chapter being short!
     ~Dan Galaxy
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