Healing Fave

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

I sighed with relief as I glanced at the empty hallway. I breathed heavily. I had ran all the way.
I hurried in to see mum humming softly as she prepared dinner. Her eyes lifted to me and she smiled, I didn't return it. I was relieved that she was safe.

" Making your favourite?" She sing songed as she pulled me in to a very warm hug. I sighed and inhaled the scent of lavender mixed with spices.

" It's a full- on dinner today". I frowned. " What's the occasion?"
She laughed " nothing has to happen for us to have a luxurious dinner baby". She cooed and then she glanced at my lip

" Ohhh you treated it". I pulled away from her and shrugged.

"I didn't, Rii did"
She kept quiet for a minute.
" Ohhh, did she ask...."
  "I avoided the questions" I replied cutting her off.

It was an unspoken agreement that lingered between us. No one was to know what happened. Besides. What good would it do seeking help from anyone? My dad did a good job of painting himself to be a hypocritical saint in public.

  No body would really be able to phantom or reason the abuse that we endured and I was emotionally exhausted of being the subject of pity. What good did that ever do for me anyway. I avoided her intense gaze and pretended to be interested in my fidgeting fingers.

"We're going to be ok" she said.  I scoffed and subtly rolled my eyes. She was trying to convince herself more than she was trying to convince me and it annoyed me how much she clinged blindly to broken shards of hope for something that was non existent, that was never going to happen.
Dad was always going to be dad, a monster, an abuser, a hypocrite and the fact that she chose not to see it annoyed the shit out of me.

" Why?" I finally found the courage to return her gaze.
" How could you still love him? After everything? After all the things he's done and all the damage he caused?"
She smiled and looked away
" You wouldn't understand Baby, I love him"

My fist clenched as I scoffed again. If this was what love really was then I wanted nothing to do with it. I detested it, loathed it with every bit of my gut. I was stuck with an abusive father and a stupid ignorant mother. Everytime I had tried to convince her, she wouldn't leave. She chose to stay, excusing his bullshit for the one hundred and one time and I was fucking sick of it.

With a long hiss. I grabbed off the table and stomped up the stairs.
"Ah ah! Baby won't you eat your food" she called after me.
" Mummy free me abeg!" I snapped at her and headed hastily into my room. The bang of the door resounded loudly around the house.

" You better stop being stubborn o" my mum yelled from down the stairs.  I ignored her. I didn't eat lunch. I didn't bother coming down for dinner. I just sat by my bed, mourning my misery. Reminding myself how broken I was.

Yo. What's good? I am very sorry for my terrible updating habit and for lots of typos. I'll  try updating more. I promise. Pls don't be too shy to comment and let me know what you think about this book? Longer chapter next time. Bye loves ❤️❤️❤️.