TAMARA | COMPLETED

Chapter 5

Tamara's POV

Where am I? This place looks familiar though. I was in a familiar park or maybe mini forest but I think I remember the way home. But how did I even get here? I walked around until I saw a route on my left, it wasn't one that cars would use just a walking way if I could call it that. By just looking at it I was so sure it leaded home, I used that route and thirty seconds later I was in my neighborhood. That was quick. I walked home thinking how I even got there? Was I kidnapped? Why was I even walking alone to that area. I searched my pockets for my phone but I couldn't find it, dammit I must have left it a home.

I walked another 2 minutes and I arrived at the gate. Wait. This isn't our house. Why is this house painted in dark brown? It kinda looks like those haunted homes in the horror movies we always watch. What happened here? Am I lost? I looked around but everything was still the same, same neighbors, heck I even spotted Mr Clarkson's red car. Then I'm not lost. Mom must probably know what's going on I should ask her. I opened the gate, got in and started walking to the door. I opened the door and well it felt like my eyes were deceiving me.

Everything inside the house, the furniture the paint even the stupid smell said Rick was here. It smells Rick here I can never forget the scent of the man I hate so much. He's here. I ran into the kitchen to grab a knife but when I got there the devil was laughing with mom. What? I stopped and rubbed my eyes to make sure I'm not dreaming or something.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE" I shouted and they both were startled by my shouting.

"Tamara why are you shouting? Honey you scared us" Mom said softly.

"GET AWAY FROM MY MOM YOU MONSTER!" I looked around for a knife but I couldn't spot any.

"Tamara stop it this is your fath......"

"THAT SCUMBAG IS NOT MY FATHER MOM. HE IS NOTHING BUT AN ABUSIVE BASTARD WHO WOULD BE DEAD IF ONLY I COULD SPOT A MOTHERFUCKING KNIFE" I started searching the drawers until I felt a hand on my shoulders. I glanced quickly to see Rick touch me.

"Get away from me!" I moved back but he didn't flinch. It was as if my words were not making sense to either of them. What is wrong with them are they brainwashed?

"Baby it's me daddy. Don't be scared. I only wanted to fix things with your mom and we're all good now. Let's forget about the past shall we? I really want you guys back in my life"

"STOP! just stop with the lies." I was on the verge of crying right now but this loser wasn't about to see me cry. Never. "Isn't this what you said when I was 7? You said you wanted to fix things and that you were a changed man but no because as soon as Tyler was born you started changing and when he was three you were worse, beating my mom in front of me. Raping her some nights, I heard it all Rick. She would beg you to stop but you wouldn't you cold hearted monster" I started crying, damn Jas has made me weak with all this letting it out sessions of hers.

"I heard it all. I'd go to the door and listen to her crying saying she's not well but you'd force yourself onto her like she was nothing but your slut. I hate you so much. I HATE YOU." I couldn't stop the tears.

"Honey"

I heard my mom's voice but when I looked where she was I couldn't find her. Wait where did she go? It was all black and I couldn't see anyone.

"Sweety" my mom called me again.

Where is she? The whole dark place started to vibrate like it was an earthquake, oh no I'm gonna di......

"Tamara! Tamara wake up" mom was shaking me, waking me up.

What? That was a dream? I was breathing heavily. I looked at my mom and I couldn't be more happier she was next to me not next to that monster. I started crying again. I wished I didn't remember that monster I used to have as a father anymore.