Chapter 1
Meet Whitney a devoted housewife, with an abusive husband, Mr Hitler who treated her as a doormat and sleep with school girls. They had a 17 year old son, Brad. Whitney didn't want Brad to see how his father is treating her. One night Mr Hitler came home angry hit Whitney and left her on a kitchen floor. Next morning Brad came and saw her mother lying down on the floor. "Mom. What's wrong?", Asked Brad. "Nothing", said Whitney. "But you crying", said Brad.
- Whitney:No I'm not.(wipes off her tears)
- Brad: But mom.
- Whitney: Go and play son.
- Brad: But mom it's the first day of school holidays.
- Whitney: Oh yeah. Go play.
- Brad: Are you sure you're alright?
- Whitney: Yes boy.
Brad went outside to play. Mr Hitler came.
- Brad: Dad!
- Mr Hitler: Son?
- Brad: Mom is crying.
- Mr Hitler: I will go talk to her.
Mr Hitler went to the house shouted at Whitney. Brad ran to see, only to find out that his mother is being beaten up. He ran outside and cried. He went back with courage. To save his mother, he pushed his father but Mr Hitler man powered him, he started beating him up badly. Whitney tried to help him, Mr Hitler kicked her to the floor. He had beaten Brad till he bleed. "You think you have grown balls to come and face me", said Mr Hitler. He left them. Whitney ran to her son, took him to his bedroom and wiped off the blood. "Ouch!", Screamed Brad. "Sorry son", said Whitney. "I should have killed him", said Brad. "No son", said Whitney. "But he could have killed you!", Shouted Brad. "No, he wouldn't, he always...", Said Whitney. "Always what mom?", Asked Brad. "No", said Whitney. "So this ain't the first time?", asked Brad with angry face.
- Whitney: Don't get involved son.
- Brad: No I, won't.
- Whitney: And please this stay between us coz if anyone knows it's the end of my life.
- Brad: For your sake, I won't. That ba**d. He will rue this day.
- Whitney: All u have to do, get education and live your life.
- Brad: Once I'm done, promise me you will leave him.
- Whitney: But he's my husband.
- Brad: I will take care of you. Will you?
- Whitney: (smiles) Okay. Now get some sleep and heal.
Whitney couldn't believe that Mr Hitler did this to her son. She made a promise that no matter what happens she will not let Mr Hitler hit Brad again.
