Dark Twists

Chapter 15 - The pain

 

      I rushed towards her and pressed the hot iron against her lower back,I used every bit of energy I had in me to push the hot iron  on her back. The metallic smell of blood and burning cloth filled my nostrils.
    My stepmother screamed and immediately let go of my sisters and grasped her burnt skin. From the look on her face I could tell she was in extreme pain. The burnt skin was irritating,I could not even tell the difference between her skin and her burnt dress. The hot iron had burnt her dress and her skin and now the dress was glued to her skin,it looked like a rotten sandwich.
       
"Iris!!.... I'm going to kill you!."She screamed as she ran into the bathroom still holding onto her burnt skin.
   I used the opportunity to run out of the room with my sisters. We ran downstairs to the sitting room, on getting there I went straight to were the telephone was kept. I had to call my parents or I might never see them again.
           Mia and Nora were crying profusely ,they had various mark on their skin. I couldn't stop my tears from flowing,if only I hadn't opened the door. It was all my fault. I started hating my dad, he brought that woman into our home and now our lives were ruined.  We had to endure much torture from him and now my stepmother just made it worse. The abuse we received from my dad were nothing compared to this, he would only spank us  or whip us  a few times except when he was drunk.
     Even if he whipped us ,he only whipped our palms and spanked our butts but he never exceeded that except the time he strangled Mia.
            My mum gets angry at him for whipping us because sometimes he just does it for no reason,even if we did nothing wrong. That was the problem we were having with my dad, but this was worse. Far worse than my dad's abuse ,this woman would probably kill us before my parents return.

     Wiping my wet and sweaty face ,I placed the telephone on my ear and dialed my mum's number but it kept ringing and ringing. I dialed my dad's number but the same thing happened,it kept ringing and ringing ,no one was answering.

"Pick up! Why aren't you picking up ?"  I screamed ,my hands trembled as I held the phone.

" Iris ,what are we going to do".  Mia  asked still crying. I could see the fear in her eyes, I wished I had the answer to that question.

" I don't know, mummy isn't  answering  the call".

I picked up the phone and dialed the number again. " Please  pick up ... please ".
  I dropped the phone and frustratedly sat on the floor as I cried. I did not know what to do,I held my sister close to me. Any moment now, Pamela would come downstairs . I could not imagine what would happen next.
     I was right,it wasn't even up to fifteen seconds ...my stepmother came looking for us.

"You're so dead iris!!!  I'm going to pull your skin off".  She screamed and raced down the stairs. Her footsteps were faint indicating she was still far up but she was coming......she was coming for us.

   I quickly jumped up from my sitting position,I could not  just sit by and do nothing....we had to hide. As far as I could remember ,this house was very huge and had many hiding spots. I remembered all the places we hid when playing hide and seek. I didn't care if we had to run round the house just to get away from her, as long as we were safe and far from her as possible.

   " Come on! We have to hide ".  I whispered to my sisters and helped them up.

    I looked around trying to think of the best place to hide. The kitchen had a lot of storage and cupboards that could fit the three of us. The store room was a good place to hide. Quickly I mentioned for my sisters to follow me as I rushed towards the kitchen. It was after I got to the kitchen that I noticed Mia was the only one following behind me.