Playing Happy Familys

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CHAPTER 1      With My Own Eyes

Tommy was  ten years old and had to listen to his violent father mistreet his mam when most kids were at their local youth clubs or out playing.His father Marco was a powerful figure in the community and was well respected by everyone ,He ran his own bussiness and drove a flash car .He was tall ,broad shoulders and very charming , he walked around very cocksure and played the gentle giant role very well , but nobody new the real him except his young son and his poor wife . She was a beautiful lady with long golden blonde hair and could make heads turn but she walked around with her head down, frightened to talk or look into the direction of another man . I guess Marco had his lady well trained.

It was Christmas eve when the door flew open and tommys father had his mother by the hair .Dragging her onto her knees into the living room she was kicking and screaming and blood was pouring from her forhead

."You fucking bitch" Marco shouting agressively his eyesbrows raised and his eyes in a trance.

"So was he good was he mr lover boy at work" as his voice grows louder.

 Young tommy sitting with his hands covering his eyes ,weeping at the bottom of the stares .

"Just stop it !" Tommy shouts in his croaky voice "Its Christmas "desperately  trying to convince his father

."fucking christmas "

"Fuck christmas" he shouts at the top his voice

"hahaha" he laughs evilly

. "Get up them stairs " He orders Tommy

.Tommy darts up the stairs nearly tripping on his own feet and goes straight into his parents bedroom and lies underneath the bed covering his ears and still crying.He can still here the shouting and screaming from downstairs.

Thunderous footsteps start coming up the stairs and towards the room Tommys in .His mother is hysterical and still crying , getting dragged around by her hair while her Marco is jabbing her in the face.

."He only give me a lift because it was raining" she belts out .

"You expect me to believe that you slut"

"I hope lover boy loves a girl with a broken nose " he evilly mocks her

.Tommy is keeping quiet under the bed holding his breath as the room falls silent .His Mother is pushed to the floor and Tommy can see her bruised legs from under the bed ,which he hadn't noticed before . Tommy begins to fill up at the thought of the arguments that he thought were bad a were even worse .

"So you want a young boy do you "

"Instead of a real man" as he takes his belt from his trousers

Tommys heart sinks as hes worked out what his father is going to do to his helpless mother.His father presses his body against his mother still shouting vile insults while he covers her mouth .Tommy is in disbelief at what is about to happen and  reaches into his pocket for his old flick knife .Without being seen tommy places the flick knife just from under the bed beside his mams knee.He brushes her knee with the steal caseing of the knife .His mother manages to look down towards her legs and notices the blue cased flick knife.Whith her last bit of strength she manages to free one arm  and grabs the knife and plunges the blade into the back of her husband .Tommy is crying hysterically . Tommys father screams in agony and the anger on his face increases. He manages to leap off his mother but by this point his mother has the knife held out infront of her demanding that he stays back .

"You fucking bitch " he screams the house down like king kong beating his chest and begins slapping his head in rage.

Adrenaline pumping through his body he charges at his wife and grabs the knife quite easily as she is shaking by hiss outburst and he plunges the knife into her stomach plunge after plunge until she drops to the floor clutching her stomach and the look on her face showing that she knows shes about to die .Marco bursts into tears and trys to break her fall ,

"Why did you make me do this " if you had of just listened" putting all blame towards her .

Tommy is shaking like a leaf in disbelief , it was christmas eve this was supposed to be a exciting family occasion and he has just witnessed his father murder his own mother.

As the room falls silent and his father is knelt over his wife smelling her golden blonde hair with his blood covered hands he heres  sniffling and notices someone else is in the room. Theres not many places to hide in the room so he immediately checks underneath the bed and to his shock he sees a shaken tommy lying under the bed .

"Hey son" "What you doing under there" in a calm and innocent voice.

Tommy didnt reply he just lay there looking through his father with no emotion.

"Look son your mother attacked me " "it was self defence " he says defensively .

"I Know its a shock to you But im going to have to ring the police" Marco had dread allover his face.

"You know that it was selfdefence don't you?" he said trying to convince Tommy aswell as convincing himself.

"Yes" Tommy replied in a unconvincing way.

Only Tommy knew what was going on in his head , he had passed the knife to his Mother to kill his violent and possesive  Father, but his Father murdered his beautiful careing mother with it.