Chapter 2 - Betrayal

The glass door I had opened with my bare hands, slammed shut behind me, luckily the door was open, or so I thought, through the glass I had a blurry vision of my uncle, leaving the kitchen, and trespassing into my mother's room.

I banged on the door asking to be let inside, all to no avail. As I banged on the door out of frustration, my limp body started to flail against the glass, and my knuckles bled.

I gave up, I had to decided to wait until next morning, I wrapped my coat around myself like a blanket, and lay against the wall. My teeth chattered, and my arms shivered in the gaze of the moonlit sky.

I closed my eyes, and again it was all to no avail; I couldn't sleep in the house nor could I sleep outside. I decided to instead try to listen through the door to see if my Uncle was still there, I was rather perplexed when I heard a muffled scream from my mother's room.

I realized that if Uncle Azamuku was truly the man that I saw then, it meant that my mother must've been endangered. After smelling all the cannabis, seeing the drunkard that he truly is, I know there must be something wrong, "OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR" I shouted.

To my fluke, a broom stood to my right, I grabbed the broom, and with all my might I smashed the glass door. I swept up the glass and bolted to my mother's room... I was too late, I could never help my mother, not with the yakuza, not with my father, and now not even with my uncle?

He was already taking off her garments by the time I arrived, she had also been cuffed to the bed of which was meant to be her habitat, not a mere prison. I screamed out of agony and bludgeoned him with the broom.