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-abuse -stabbing -not proof read
"THAT WAS THE LAST OF THE MONEY, WHAT ARE WE GONNA EAT!" Rica yelled chasing after the man she stupidly married.
"I'll take care of it-" he put his hand up by his ear, trying to stop her from yelling at him. Their son just turned 5 and watched from the crack of his door.
Usually, he's scared of his dad, especially when he gets mad and chases or hits his mommy. But he's a big boy now, his uncle, his aunt, and mom all agreed he's a big boy, he can go to school.
If he's big that means he can protect his mommy, so he waited just like the ninjas in his favorite movies did, he waited for the right time.
"I SWEAR TO GOD LEAVE ME ALONE" his father, at least 6'5 and far from skinny. Younger Rin would blame his mom for aggravating his dad, he knew not to start fights with the middle school kids.
Plus just a few months ago, his dad was the regular office job working father who plays catch every Sunday and teases him about the way he stares at the women in the stores.
But he later learned his father just started drugs and turned into the monster he remembers way more than the other half. The entire reason he stays away from any of that shit.
"OH FUCK OFF, YOU MISSED YOUR SON'S BIRTHDAY, AND I SAW YOUR CRACKHEAD ASS-"
There it is. Soon as the man raised his hand, Rin ran his tall, lanky ass in front of his dad. Hugging onto the man's waist to stop him.
"Rin...." the man put his hand down and lowered himself to be eye to eye with his son. Breaking down and crying, of course, Rica took the bait and hugged both of them.
Little Rin smiled thinking he just cured his family, he idolized his dad once again. Until the fucker repeated the cycle. And tome again Rin ran to hug his dad.
But it was tiring why couldn't he just gave a normal dad, why did he have to protect his fully grown mother who could just leave? If this is what's like having a dad he's fine with just a mom.
So one night when his mom is passed out on the couch waiting for his crackhead father. So I did what any smart kid did. He packed his book full of toys. (Forgot clothes)
And then ran and almost slipped on the newly waxed floors to pack his mom's clothes in a suitcase. He mentally gagged at her undergarments drawer. He also made sure to get her makeup.
By the time he got all the stuff into the living room and attempted to call a taxi, the phone was snatched from him. "The fuck are you doing?" A voice he grew to find rather annoying, and followed by a laugh he grew to hate.
