Father

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Travis POV

I walk inside and luckily I'm not immediately hit in the face.

"Mother I'm home."

"Hi Travis I'm in the kitchen!"

I set down my bag on the coat rack and head in the kitchen. My mother embraces me with a hug when she sees me.

I look at my mother and can't help but feel sad. Her skin was littered with bruises and scar's and she looked so frail and weak.

"Hi Sweetie how was school."

"You know for once it wasn't that bad."

"Good I'm glad. So I made your favorite dinner tonight! Spaghetti and meatball's"

"Thanks mom. So um where's father?"

"Lucky for us he's on a business trip for the weekend."

Oh thank god.

"oh ok cool I'll be upstairs doing homework."

"Ok I'll call you for dinner when it's done."

I head upstairs and plop onto my bed.

I can finally get good sleep now that my father's away.

I did a little bit of homework and took a nap.

-4:30-

"Travis sweetie wake up dinner's ready."

"Hm? Oh ok mom I'll be down in a minute."

"Ok"

She leaves my room and I check the time, 4:30.

Damn I only slept for like 15 minutes.

I get up from bed and head downstairs and I see my mom setting the table.

"Here mom let me help you."

I pick up the pot of spaghetti and set it on the table.

"Thanks dear"

We start eating and 5 minutes of silence until my mom breaks it.

"So honey there's a fair this weekend I was thinking we could go since your father is away."

"Sounds fun! It would be nice to have a mother son day."

"Ok great we should head to bed early then so we don't wake up late."

"I'll do the dishes after dinner then head to bed."

"Thanks travis, I'm sorry I would help but I'm just to weak lately."

"Don't worry it's fine mother."

To be honest it wasn't fine mother was getting weaker by the day. It was fathers fault he worked her to death and always abused her. I feel so bad she could have left but she stayed for me...I feel so guilty.

-After dinner and doing chores-

I said goodnight to my mom and headed upstairs to my bedroom.

I lay down in bed and scroll through social media and ended up falling asleep.

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