"You're alright, my little one. I won't let him hurt you." Everlyn Roquel holds her son tight as he cries for fear of his father.
The front door opens and she holds her son tighter to her chest. A man walks in and snatches the toddler from her arms. "Hey, little brat. I bet you were bad today." The toddler just stares at him. "He needs a bath!" He checks his diaper and then sets him down. "Maybe potty train him while you're at it! He's four years old and still acting like a baby! Start being a damn mother, Everlyn!"
"He's two! Maybe if you were a decent father you would know your own son!"
The man slaps Everlyn in the face. "Watch your fucking mouth woman! You do not get to tell me how parent my child!"
The toddler starts to cry and the man picks him up. The toddler screams to be put down. The man shoves a pacifier in the toddlers mouth and takes him to bed. The toddler doesn't fight. He allows the man to lay him down in his crib and tuck him in. The man turns out the light and closes the door.
The toddler lays in his bed and listens to all the yelling and the sounds of someone being hit over and over again. He cries quietly until he falls asleep.
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Seasons #1
General FictionAzrael Roquel is not your average teen. He's been through hell and still has not let his past go. At only twelve years old he watched his mother be tortured to death by his father. Forced to watch, it's been forever engraved into his mind. Now at a...
