Home early
I was woken up by the smell of smoke invading my nose, I tried to sit up but stopped when I heard and felt my rib crack, I cringed in pain and screamed but remembering where I was shut me up instantly.
*FLASHBACK*
I had just finished washing the dishes when the sound of a door opening was heard, I froze. He was home so early. I slowly crawled into a cupboard and held the door closed.
Footsteps approached the kicthen, then they stopped, I held my breath and waited to hear footsteps, but they never came.
I sighed thinking I was safe, but then suddenly the cupboard door was opened and a cold hand grabbed me by the neck and flung me out of the cupboard and unto the floor.
I landed on the floor with a thud and bruised my back, he walked up to me and stared me up and down with disgust.
"HAVEN'T I TOLD YOU TO BE DONE BEFORE I RETURN!" His voice boomed and could be heard through out the wholehouse, I whimpered and crawled away from him.
"Yes s-sir I'm so-sorry s-sir" My voice was barely above a whisper, He came closer and grabbed me by my hair and kicked me while I dangled from his hand. Pain spread through out my body as I became light headed and wanted to faint.
I screamed and struggled out of his hold, he flung me and I landed with a thud and a crack from my wrist. I heard a door opening, I couldn't see who it was from my position on the floor.
"Honey let's go to bed, I'm tried" My mom said as she looked me with a look of pity and sorrow.
My mom always does this, let my Dad beat me a little then come to my rescue, I once asked her why doesn't she come before my dad beats me, she said it was because if she came any earlier her husband (My father, but doesn't deserve that title) would get angry and at the of the day end up beating both of us.
The only people in my family father of a man doesn't beat are my brothers, he says their special and I'm just a worthless human. I never understand what he means by that, aren't we all humans?
My mom's husband looked at his wife and then at me then his wife again and said "OK" in a flat tone. They went upstairs and slammed their door shut. I crawled out of the kitchen holding my wrist which was bent backwards and went to the place I call my room. The basement.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
