Chapter-3

"You have broken your rule, which means it calls for a punishment." He said as laughed wickedly at the end.

He remove his belt and I tried to stop him by saying sorry over and over but he didn't listened to me. He held his hand up in the air and swung his belt on my back. I screamed loudly from the pain I was feeling and tried to crawl back but he held my foot and and kicked again in my guts making me scream again. He hit me more 6 times before the door opened revealing my brother luke standing at the door way. His eyes widened as he saw the scene in front of him. He came towards me and help me sit up.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?!!!" My dad yelled at luke as he helped me get to my bedroom.

"I should be the one asking you that! I told you if you ever again lay a hand on her I will beat the shit out of you, I don't care even if you are my father!" Luke shouted as his face got red from the anger. I was feeling dizzy from the pain as I fell on luke's shoulder.

"She came home late. I punished her for breaking the rules!" My dad said as luke's face turned up more red.

"Who do you think you are?! For punishing her like this huh?!!" Luke said.

"I'm her father!"

Luke scoffed at his statement." You don't deserve to be his father. After all this year you don't fucking deserve to be her father."

"Watch your language luke, and I am just doing my job as a father. she is a monster." He said as luke made me lay on the bed of my room.

"Monster?!! what? She is not a monster don't you understand that?!!" Luke said with anger in his voice.

"She is. You will never understand that I am just doing this for her betterment. She has something that a girl should never have." My father said.

"Just because she isn't like any other girl and she have a thing same like a man doesn't mean she is monster. She can live how she wants and love who she wants you have no right to say in this nor you have right to forcefully change her by abusing her everyday and forcing her for a surgery." Luke said as he was on the verge of crying.

"Luke you don't understand dear? Please listen to -" Luke cut him off by shutting the door of my room on his face. We heard our dad yelling and banging on the door. Luke came towards me and sit beside me on the bed.

"I'm sorry because of me you are crying." I said to him as he wiped his tears and shake his head at me.

"You don't have to say sorry. I'm the one who should say sorry for all this. For all these years he has been abusing you and I just have been standing there and watching it. I should have done something before." He said as he held my hand tightly in between his hands.

"No, Luke it's not your fault. From the day he knew I was a girl instead of a boy he has always been trying to change me. He thinks that he can change me by beating and throwing harsh words to me. I wish mom was here with us she would have talk to him and he would have understood me then." I said as I cried when he hugged me and I laid my head on his chest.

"I know how you feel and I also miss how he was before...I wish that night instead of mom dad should have been in that shop. I'm sorry for thinking like that but I just wish because then you wouldn't have to face this all right now. Mom always knew from start. You remembered when she introduced you to the neighbour's daughter when we went to their housewarming party. She was even planning on setting a date for you that day." He said as we both laughed at the memory. I touched my necklace that had mom's picture in it.

"Yes, and the time when she forced me to a gay bar just because I was scared to ask any girl out and the time when she taught me how to flirt by flirting with a younger girl in the park. That day I was so embarassed when the girl flirted back but in the end mom turned her head towards me and said 'that's how you score, babe' and I ran away from there with my face so red because of embarassment." I said as we both laughed at the memories of our mom. It went silent for a moment, the banging and yelling of my dad was also stopped.

"Just because mom is not with us doesn't mean you can't talk to someone about your feelings, you know I'm always there for you. You can always count on me, little monkey." He said as I sobbed hard and held him tighter. I held him tighter as my eyelids felt heavy and soon I fall asleep.