Born through Money

Chapter 2 - Punishment of the innocent

 Chapter #2

 I rang the door bell of my so called house or apartment. No answer. 

"MOM!" I yelled. I pulled out the bobby pin in my black hair, and jammed it into the crappy doorknob slowly opened the door. I heard mom in my room, I silently walked over to the door frame.

“Dex, if you didn’t bring home some money you’re in big trouble! " She screamed from the dark bottom of her heart. I took a step back but the ground creaked under my weight.

 "DEX!" I turned around and headed for the door. Mom heard and ran after me. I got to the door in time but all of the doors you have to lift up to open. I lacked the body muscle to lift it in that short amount of time. She grabbed my hand and dragged me over to a chair. She told me stay there. I wanted to get up and run but I knew the consequences would be worse. She got a knife from the drawer and turned on the stove. She walked out of the room and grabbed a blue print of a sort of building. she set it down in front of me. I looked but I didn’t dare touch she grabbed the knife and rested it on the red hot rings of the stove. The metal knife glowed orange as she walked over to me.

What are you doing, I thought in my head. She grabbed my hand and sliced I small cut into the palm. The pain was excruciating as she let the heat cook into my hand's flesh. 

“MOM STOP" I screamed. She pulled it out slowly and acted like she had just ran a marathon. I looked at her and decided that moment that i would never think about her the same way had before. I stood up, clenching my hand as tight as I could on my wrist to try and slow down the bleeding.

"My daughter......" she stammered, with a pained expression. I turned and walked to my room. I heard her walk out the door. I yelled and screamed my lungs out; I  ran to the bathroom and  shoved my finger down my throat and  vomited violently. I got out my shaving razor and cut my wrist and legs trying to take away the pain from the knife stab go away. I had good intention but the cuts just made it worse. I thought I would feel better dead than here in this world alone, bleeding, and in desperate need of a friend. I turned on the hot water in the tub and shower to wash the worries away. I shimmied out of my clothes. I plunged into the 1 foot deep water coffin and the tub water went red........

I couldn't breathe well, I was in a coffin with red in lining. I pushed the top but it wouldn't budge I yelled and started to choke, when water started to poor in.

I woke up to the sound of the door bell. I was submerged under the water. I rose up splashing water on to the floor. I slowly put a towel around my torso. I checked the time It was around 11:58. I walked out of the bathroom and answered the door to find my drunken mother with a smile on her face.

"Mom?" 

"Honey, I’m not a virgin anymore!!!"

"I'm your daghter how are you just now losing your virginity"