6 Chapter 6. Parental Relationship

!WARNING! !!!ABUSE AHEAD!!! If the following makes you uncomfortable please be advised to skip the chapter or leave the book because this will not be the last chapter containing it. !!!!YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!

*Stefans POV*

A good 15 minute drive got me home around 3:48 p.m. I mean I could have made it here in 7 minutes but it's not like I'm in a hurry to deal with her.

I walk in the house and notice she isn't on the couch anymore and the bottle from earlier is shattered on the ground.

I become alert and begin to back up towards the door.

If she is in one of her moods then meaning she is not going to want to see me.

I almost make it to the door ,but I hear the lock click behind me. At this moment I knew.... I was so fucked.

I turn around and see my mother. Brown hair in a wild bun with strands sticking out here and there. Her eyes dilated and angry ,she has one of her black 4 inch heels in her hand with the other one still on her foot. She looked like an animal ready to pounce. If I hadn't seen this before I would be scared shitless.

Never mind that I'm still scared shitless.

I back up towards the kitchen because I know if I make it to the back door I can just run out there ,jump the fence and then just hang somewhere till she leaves tomorrow morning and then I can get my stuff and go to school.

However, she knows this as well apparently because as I run to the door that blocks the living room from the kitchen I notice It's locked and I don't have a key.

I turn towards her and press myself as far as I can into the door.

She comes closer and closer wobbling as she only has one shoe on and is still buzzed from the alcohol earlier.

I slide down the door and hide my head with my knees and arms.

And then she swings.

The heel end of the shoe catches me in one of my arms but isn't any less painful as it will leave a bruise. From there she pushes me over and continues to hit me with the shoe as my knees are up to my chest and arms covering my head.

She aims for my legs and my sides almost instantly bruising with each hit.

I then see her throw the heel across the room and then she starts kicking me painfully with her one shoe foot.

I made the mistake of moving my arms when I noticed she had something but I couldn't see it. When I looked I saw the glass lamp I had bought for her when I was 12.

Before I could even yelp it crashed down on my head and shattered to pieces on the floor.My head bouncing off the floor at the force.

My vision was blurry and I could clearly see red dripping on the wood floor from me. I looked up and I could see her screaming. I couldn't hear it though it was a bunch of ringing.

She kicked me once more and then stormed out the front door and slamming it on the way out.

I had enough hearing to know she just left in her Convertible from the rumbling and sound of gravel being crushed.

I laid there debating to myself whether I should go to Andrews which was actually only two blocks away as of me finding out today. Or just maybe I should go up stairs and just clean up and go to bed. Well maybe not bed because I shouldn't sleep with a blow to the head.

I layed there for awhile. Not knowing what to do. Literally as I could not focus on anything.

I decided on the latter and started to get up which was a terrible idea.

I started getting lightheaded again and seeing spots.

I grabbed on to the side table and steadied myself till the spots went to a minimal.

From there I started walking to the stairs trying to get to the landing.

Before I could take the next step I heard the door ring and assuming it was my mother back for more I braced myself and opened the door.

Little to late I realised my mother would never knock on her own door.

And much my dismay and surprise Andrew stood at the door with a nervous but a relaxed type of cool expression. That was until he saw me and his face went from chillax to horrified and extremely worried.

He started talking rapid fire and he reached out to hold my shoulders ,but my hearing went out again and the dots started to multiply and before I knew I was falling side ways towards some very rigid steps.

But Andrew pulled me towards him causing him to land on the steps with me on top of him cradled in his arms. I could see him yelling my name as I recognized the pronunciation. Before I went completely blank and passed out I said a few words that seemed to make him confused.

"Sorry you had to see me like this."

And then everything went black.