TW: Abuse, Homophobia, Blood, Censored F-Slur

Penelope trudged up to her front door, the weight of the day heavy on her shoulders. With a heavy sigh, she pushed it open, the familiar sound of Karen's voice cutting through the air like a knife.

"Hey, freak," Karen's sneer twisted Penelope's stomach into knots as she lounged on the couch, a wicked glint in her eyes. Anger simmered beneath Penelope's composed exterior, her jaw tensing at the derogatory term.

"What did you call me?" Penelope's voice was steady, a hint of defiance lacing her words. But before she could finish, Karen slammed a rainbow pride flag onto the table, causing Penelope's heart to skip a beat.

"I, uh, that's not... I'm holding on to—" Penelope's explanation was abruptly halted as Karen's hand struck her cheek with a vicious force, the stinging pain spreading through her face. Each blow that followed only fueled Penelope's fear and disbelief.

"You DISGUSTING LESBIAN!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!! YOU'RE ONE OF THOSE F****TS!!!" Karen's voice dripped with venom, each word a sharp dagger aimed at Penelope's spirit, tearing at her sense of self-worth.

Shocked and trembling, Penelope attempted to rise, only to be violently pushed back down onto the floor. Karen's aggression escalated, her actions becoming increasingly cruel as she tore off Penelope's glasses and callously smashed them under her boots, the shards of glass piercing through Penelope's skin.

The shattered remnants of the pride flag transformed into a weapon in Karen's hands, its jagged edges slashing against Penelope's flesh, eliciting cries of pain that rang through the room.

"S-Stop... please..." Penelope's voice quivered, barely audible amid the chaos and brutality of the situation. But Karen's rage knew no bounds. "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU LESBIAN FREAK!!!" she bellowed, her anger escalating to a terrifying crescendo that culminated in a brutal strike that sent Penelope crashing against the wall, the impact resonating through her body.

"Say a word to that loser you call dad, and I'll fucking kill you, got me, freak?" Karen's menacing words pierced the air, leaving Penelope in a state of paralyzed fear.

Struggling to speak through the haze of pain, Penelope met Karen's threatening gaze with a silent nod of compliance. As Karen stormed off to her room, consumed by her own anger, she remained oblivious to the watchful eyes of Junior, Joseph, and Cody peering through the window, witnessing the harrowing scene unfold in horrified silence.