break the rules

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"Ethan, please calm down."

I said as I watched him throw another toy across the room.

"No! I want my Mommy! Why can't I see her?"

He yelled at me. I sighed as I looked at him. How could a 7 year old be a little monster?

"Ethan, stop yelling and stop throwing toys!"

I said a little more sternly.

"No! I hate you! I hate you so damn much!"

Ethan yelled at me as he hit me in the face with one of the toys. Where the hell did he learn to swear?

"That's it!"

I yelled as I grabbed his wrist and dragged him into my bedroom. Then I did something that usually Pam and I are against.

I spanked him.

After I was done, Ethan was left in even more tears.

"I'm telling Mommy! She's gonna come save me from you!"

Ethan sobbed as he ran out of the room. I sighed as I ran my hand through my hair. What the hell did I just do?

Pam's POV

"Happy birthday to you."

I whispered as I looked at the cupcake with the number 7 in it. I blew out the candle in honor of Ethan and stuck the cupcake in the fridge. I was about to go to bed when my phone rang.

"Hello?"

I asked as I answered.

"Mommy?"

I heard Ethan cry on the other line.

"Yeah, baby?"

I asked.

"Can you please come get me? Daddy hit me tonight."

"He hit you?"

"Yes Momma. Please come get me."

Ethan said.

"Okay. I'll fly down to get you tomorrow bubs. I love you."

"I love you too Momma."

Ethan said as I hung up. How could Fergal hit a little boy? All I know is I'm getting my little boy back.

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