UNWANTED

CHAPTER 5

SAM

Finally I reached my place after giving those dumb asses a dance lecture. I wish I wasn't supposed to do that but Harley herself asked me and who am I to say her a no. 

My intuition was already saying me that something is not fine and something is gonna be really bad. And there it was.

"Get out of my house" father was shouting

"No please no. I won't do that again" I heard mom pleading and ran in

Father was holding a hand full of my mom's hair and was dragging her on the floor towards the main door where now I was standing and witnessing all of this. I ran towards them and tried to stop them but my dad pushed me away and I landed on the floor with a loud thud. But I couldn't see him beating my mom that brutally. I again tried to stop him but this time it wasn't a good choice for me. He left my mom and unbuckled his belt. He gave a very evil smirk and started beating me. My mom was crying, shouting and yelling at him to stop but he didn't pay any attention to my mom and carried on with beating until his own hands were swollen. When he had enough of me beaten he left the house. 

All my mom did was helped me getting washed. She helped me up stairs in my room. Packed my bag for I don't know what and ordered me to get washed while she will wait for me. I got in the bathroom. Every inch of my body was paining badly. I took my shirt off and looked at my bare self into the mirror. I had bruises all over my body. Starting from my neck to my abs and there was no place I couldn't see blue. I turned the warm water tap and let the water embrace me. Water felt as if someone was stabbing a thousand knifes on my fresh bruises. After having enough of the water I  put my bath robe up and went straight into my room. Mom was as usual waiting for me with the usual ointment she always applied on me after a beating from my dad. 

"I've told you  million times not to intervene when your dad is angry" she said while opening the bathrobe and leaving me in my boxers. I felt a bit uncomfortable at first but then I remember this is not the first time she is doing this. I stayed silent and didn't make a noise as she was applying the ointment on my neck and staring my bruises with watery eyes. It always happened whenever he used to beat my mom I used to intervene and have the rest of the beating for my mom.

I took hold of the cream and asked her to leave so I won't see her crying but out of nowhere she became so strong and slapped my head and again sat on the bed while applying the ointment.

"Sam you are the only thing I've got in this life" this time she was rubbing hard against my skin and making it burn and hurt more but I again decided not to make noise. I pulled a very long expression less face and was looking into her eyes. Her eyes were full of sorrow. She was crying and this was enough I couldn't see her crying again and again. I pulled her into my embrace, for her head was resting on my chest and she constantly sobbing making my bruises hurt even more by the touch of those saline water beads. I couldn't go with pain this time so I bit my lower lip to stop myself from moaning and making her even more worried about me. 

"Why was he dragging you out?" I asked with a very low tone because he must have a new reason this time.

"Your teacher called him and told him that you were smoking in the class" she rather whispered

"But how is that related to him dragging you on the floor?" I again asked while holding my temper back

"He said that I was the reason that you are getting spoiled and that I deserved a beating" she sobbed

"I-I am s-sorry mom" is all I could say

My mind was constantly thinking that why was he worried about me and why was he thinking about my behavior. He never gave a fucking second thought on leaving us and going with that rich freaking lady who is my step mom then why he thought it necessary to give my mom a beating on this.