ERYK'S POV:
Sitting upstairs for the last few hours has flooded my mind with various thoughts over this afternoon. The thought of what Charlie was about to do to me was driving me nuts. I know I deserve whatever he is about to give me but I can't stand the idea of disappointing him.
Oh and I've been replaying the scene over and over again, trying to come up with some explanation as to why it happened the way it did. I need to make amends with Cody and make sure he was okay...I don't even know where he is right now. Stopping, or at least yielding, the pain has been my role for so long that now being the source of the pain was like my guilt conscious punching a whole in my chest.
"Eryk." Charlie called from the hallway, he was just right next door in his room.
Running my hands through my hair and then down my face, I got up in a flash and moved quickly into Charlie's room. In my experience, it's best not to keep him waiting.
He was standing near his window, leaning slightly against the frame and watching the highway outside.
"Cody will be at his friends today, we will go pick him up later."
I nodded my head.
"Before we get into this," He turned his attention to me and his eyes met mine. "I need to know what was going through your head when you put your hands on him."
"Uh," Great question Charlie, I've been asking myself the same thing for the past two hours. "well I was just really mad that he did something so reckless that put himself in danger and I was really, really pis...angry that he could believe that I wasn't a good brother."
I balled my fists, which resulted in a soreness resulting from my bruised knuckles, but tucked them behind my back before he could see.
"That he could just tell me that I was selfish when he doesn't even try to understand me or anyone else." I turned my head away.
"Right and that is exactly why this has to be done. You acted through your anger and your frustration which is never okay. It's how mistakes are made. It is often the reason why I tell you and especially Cody to wait in your room for an hour or two before I administer your punishment."
"Yes sir."
"You should always take time to evaluate and process your emotions before acting."
Unballing my fists, I turned my head down to release a large exhale so my nerves would settle.
"This isn't the first time your emotions have got the best of you Eryk, we've had this discussion before and yet you continue to have this problem."
"Yeah I know." I hated being scolded like a child.
"It has to end now, because this time you only inflicted mild pain but next time it could be a lot worse."
I felt a tear in my chest. I know I caused Cody a lot of emotional and definitely physical pain but hearing it aloud from someone I respect so much tore me apart.
"So I'm going to do what I think will finally make you understand the implications of how serious this can get if you do not get it under control now."
I nodded my head.
"It's going to be brutal, and believe me I really do not want it to be this way but I honestly believe it will help you." He rubbed the back of his neck before folding his arms over his wide chest.
"Yes sir, I'm ready." I said clearly.
"Good, then let's get on with it."
I waited for his instructions but either he was waiting for me or he was trying to drag this out as long as possible. Regardless, I did not want to seem disrespectful so I stood there and waited quietly.
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There'll Be Storms (Spanking Story)
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