"Get her babe" I heard my mom yelled as my dad kept putting my head under the water
"You want to be a disrespectful little brat? Huh? Well this what disrespectful little brats like you get" my mom yelled as he dipped my head under the water once again
After the 5th time when he held it longer under there before finally bringing me back up
I was coughing out water and it felt like I couldn't breathe
Once I finally stopped coughing and caught my breath he spoke
"Did you have enough?" He asked
I nodded trying my best not to cry but I failed
"Talk" he responded
"Yes daddy" I said
"Apology to your mother" he spoke
"Sorry mommy" I spoke looking at her while she had a nasty mug on her face looking at me with disgust
"For what?" She asked
"For being a disrespectful little brat, I promise it won't ever happen again" I spoke crying
"Get out of my site, I don't want you see you right now or I would probably kill you" my dad spoke
I ran out of there in sat in the closet and closed the door
The small closet was like my room, they would lock me in here when I made them mad, they think I hated being in here, and at first I truly did. I was scared because it was a small space, it was dark, and I knew the door was locked so I couldn't get out. I had to use the bathroom in here, I had to starve in here, and I had to sleep in here
But I started to like being in here because as long as I am in here they don't hurt me, as long as they don't see me they don't hurt me, the only bad thing about being in here is that I don't know what they do to my brother while I'm in here
My daddy really didn't beat us and treated us like our mommy did, I think he do what he do to keep my mommy happy, but I know when mommy working late and we left with him, he will let us eat as much as we want and we didn't have to worry about getting beaten, but he would still yell at us, but when she wasn't around he never hit us
I was sitting in the dark closet with my knees to my chest and my arms wrapped around them rocking back and forth
Until I heard the closet door trying to open which caused my heart to beat faster and faster, once the door pulled open I saw my brother standing there
"Taylen, Taylen go lay down before they get mad at you" I whispered
"JayJay I'm hungry" he spoke
"I know me too, but they won't feed us today, we ate something this week already" I spoke
"JayJay I want something to eat" he started to whine
I hopped up and covered his mouth
"Listen Taylen, if they hear you cry they will be so mad and hurt us, do you want that?" I asked looking him dead in his eyes
He shook his head with a pout on his face
"Then we have to wait for next week to eat" I spoke
"Can't you just steal us some food, mommy and daddy just left anyways" he spoke
"They did?" I asked
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Things Will Get Better
Cerita PendekWhat happens when a girl and her little brother whose been abuse as a child grow up and get away from her abusive foster parents, will her past hunt her? Will she ever get past the trauma? Will her or her brother become a abuser themselves? Will she...
