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❝ just once in your fucking life—SHUT UP ❞

❝ please dear..they'll hear you ❞

❝ do i look like i give a shit about that fucking kid? ❞

your parents were fighting, again. it's been going for a few weeks now and it's gotten worse and you're scared

you shuffled closer to your ear and placed your ear on the door, listening to him shouting profanities at your poor mother

the reason of this was because he tipped his beer and caused it to spill all over his work table, ruining all the important files

it was clearly his fault and he knows it but just won't admit it. unfortunately, your mother had to take the blame

❝ you filthy whore! ❞, he spat and slapped her across the face. you jumped when the sound of her body hit the floor and whimpered

you went on your tiptoes and peeked through a hole you made and watched them. he was standing on top of her, no remorse or regret was shown on his face

just pure disgust

she released a small cry when his fist punched through the drywall, ❝ d—darling please.. ❞

❝ don't call me that—now get out of my fucking sight ❞, he said and took huge gulps of his beer

















you scrambled back into your room when the sound of your mother's footstep headed your direction. you hid under the covers and pretended to be asleep

the door clicked shut and you felt a dip on the edge of your bed. fingers comb through your hair and trailed down so it was on your back

❝ i'm sorry for bringing you into this treacherous life—i never wanted you to witness such cruelty ❞, she whispered softy, tracing shapes on your back

you flipped to your other side and gripped onto her dress, shoving your face onto her lap

❝ i'm scared mummy.. ❞

❝ i know you are my dear but one day we will escape and live our happy lives ❞

❝ you promise? ❞, you say, bringing your pinky out for her

she smiled and hook her pinky around yours, ❝ i promise ❞

















your eyes snapped open and you gasped for air. you were covered in sweat, heart pounding against your ribs

paranoid, you looked around your room with suspicion, afraid that he might appear

rubbing your eyes, you got out the bed and shivered when your feet made contact with the cold floor

you stumbled to the bathroom and closed the door. you turned on the tap and washed your face with cold water, hoping it would at least keep you awake for a while

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