Blown Away

05

Wynters P.O.V.

"Well you see, I don't come from a 'good' family. My mom," I say pausing, "shes not the typical mom. In nice words, shes very," I emphasize the word, "very, abusive and addicted to drugs and alcohol." I look at him and he's already staring at me, witch is fine. "My dad," I say with tears dripping from my face down to my sweater sleeve. I wipe them away, but the come back too fast. "He left us f-for," i say with my voice shaking badly and im sobbing now. "he left us for this girl he was cheating on my mon the whole time, and before, they were married. h-he was the only one that cared, my mom on the other hand... i wish she wold kill herself. I'd even set up the chair and rope." He looks down at me
"When did this all start?"
"When i was 7."
"Did she, your mom, hurt you?"
"Very much. In all different ways. Ways you didn't even think existed. She hit me, threatened me, starved me, t-touched me," i sobbed even more on the last part. "She did more than just touch me, I 'll tell you that." he looked at me. I looked at him. He was getting teary. It was then that I realized that I liked him more then a friend, and he liked me the same.