"Okay, Listen up brats!" Their Mother yelled which got their attention.
"Since your dad is gone, I'm going to make you pay." She said with this weird crazy laugh.
"You're not going to do anything to us because I'll tell dad!" The oldest yelled making a small fist.
"Well you're little daddy isn't here...is he?" She asked teasing them.
She opened the basement door and threw them in.
The youngest cried in pain holding her little arm.
Her arm looked weird and then the mother realised she broke her arm but she just scoffed and walked away.
The oldest pulled her to his chest as she cried.
The mother then opened the basement door and threw hot water at the oldest.
He screamed.
But tonight was far from over.
An hour had passed when she opened the door again and walked down the stairs. The youngest was hidden so the oldest was the target.
"You!" She screamed and ran at the oldest and started kicking him over and over again.
"Ouch! Mommy stop it!" He screamed as he cried.
She stopped when he passed out.
She WILL make them PAY.
(A/N: Chapters might be short for awhile! I'll go back and add more to the chapters when I have motivation!)
YOU ARE READING
Until You Come Back Home
General Fiction4 year old Ryan and his 12 month old baby sister has to deal with their dad going to Iraq. He's a Soldier. A very high ranked soldier. They have to deal with their alcoholic mom while he's gone. "Daddy, Please come back home."
