2 Part 2: nothing but a silent war

When she shout at me like that; it wasn't has terrifying as the look she gave me.

It was like the killer was not that man, but.

Me: "sorry"

Me instead; as I grip that bloody dress; holding back my tears and take in along an heavy breath.

Me: "I'm sorry-"

Mom: " SHUT UP AND GO AWAY"

Uncle: "KERRY "

I look around and saw uncle Eddy; he was upset; not at me, but mom instead.

He just walks past me and grabs mom by the arm and pulled her off the ground and drag her butt in a corner.

I followed them and sit behind the wall so they wouldn't see me.

Uncle: " are you out of mind!? SHE JUST A KID"

Mom: " I already know that! "

Uncle: " no you don't! and what was that look you gave her just now? it like-"

Mom: "like what eddy!?"

Uncle: " like she the one who killed PETER"

I felt a pain in chest when I heard that.

Me: "I killed daddy?"

Uncle: "Raven?"

I cover my mouth but uncle had already found me.

Uncle: " no honey-"

Mom: "yes you did! YOU KILL-"

Uncle: "KERRY"

Mom walked away and uncle said many thing trying to convince me that mom was just sad and didn't know what she saying.

{1 month later}

It's been a month now since dad died and today's the funeral; moms crying her eyes out and so did everyone else; except for me of course.

After all mom and her supports said a killer doesn't deserve to cry.

{Time skip}

A few more years past and now I was primary/middle school.

Mom seems to have pick up a new habit of cussing, drinking, smoking and beating the living shit out of me along with my class bully and cousin.

Mom: " Where the hell have been? "

I just pulled the door and she already in my face holding and drinking a bottle of rum, I sighed at the sight and just answered.

Me: " I would have been home early if you just let me-"

I had to duck in order for the bottle not to hit me; as I stood up; I looked at her, this woman I call Mom just try to hit me again and this time with a rum bottle.

It was bad enough that she hit me with the glass cup that  broke due to the impact and cut my ears and now this.

Me: " I'm... I'm glad that Daddy died so he didn't have to stay married to a monster like you!"

I don't care what she or anyone else think of me; this is just too much now. She as become a monster and refuses to acknowledge that.

Mom: " And if a selfish brat like you wasn't born he would be alive!"

Me: " No mom! if I was never born he would of never stay with you and you freaking know It !"

This was it for me; I nolong care, an I've said almost everything that she needed to hear; after slamming my door shut; I called it a night.

Then next day I woke up early dress in black from head to toe, put on my black nail polish and mascara around my eyes that I never once used in my life since dad died and left for school.

Looking like one of those dark emo bitch; I'm about to be; since this is nothing but a silent war.

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