Chapter 2: Past Traumas

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A/N: OK before you get into the reading. I will put a huge Trigger Warning on this chapter. Mentions of Alcohol addiction as well as Physical, Emotional and Mental abuse. So If you don't read that I'll put a summary at the end of the chapter. 


~Alastair's POV~

My sister pulls me up the stairs as my parents start screaming at each other again. Once I reach my room which is just down the hall from the place where my parents were arguing, so I could still hear everything they were saying. I pick up a book trying to block out the noise of the screaming and my mother crying, but I can't. 


Now suddenly I begin to sweat as the memories from a few years ago start overwhelming me as if I'm drowning. 


~9 years ago~ 


I just turned 9 a few days ago, and father hasn't come home yet. Mom is beginning to worry, what my sister said is that he's at the pub again. 


He's always drinking and then comes back reeking of alcohol, then he and mom begin to scream at each other. Sometimes dad even hits mom. I don't like it when he hurts mom, sometimes my older sister gets involved too, he hits her too. I'm told to sit in my room when they argue, but dad comes to my room and hits me too, I mean I know its because I deserve it, but it still sucks.


Mom starts pacing around the living room as finally at 3AM, my dad walks in, stumbling. "God you reek of alcohol again!" Mom said scrunching her nose. "Why are you always drinking?" She rolls her eyes sighing, my dad whipped his head around to face her. "What did you say bitch?" He stumbled towards her pulling her long blonde hair causing her to fall to the ground. 


I hear my mother cry out in pain. "Stop it!" my sister screams attempting to pull him away from mother, to no avail. I began to cry as I watched my father kick my mother over and over again, my mother's pale skin turning red with her blood. My sister pulls me under the table. "Stay here" she told me. I nod wiping my tears. "Leave her alone!" i hear my sister shout. I hear glass shatter and I run to my room. My dad must've seen me because I hear him shout. "Get back here little bitch!" Shit. I continue running slamming my door shut. 


I run and hide under my bed and put on my violin music. I hear my door swing open and my dad's heavy stumbles. "Come out you piece of shit!" He shouts making me jump a little. I'm holding my mouth to quiet my breathing. "NOW!" I begin to feel tears stream down my face. He obviously heard me sniffle because I feel myself getting yanked out by the collar of my shirt and thrown against the wall. "I-i'm s-s-sorry! P-please don't h-hurt m-me!" I beg as he hits me across the face knocking me to the ground. "Shut up!" He says walking out my room and then falling asleep in the living room. 


*Back to the present* 

I begin to cry as my sister hugs me tight. "Hey. It's ok, it's ok." She strokes my hair. "I'm going to the woods." I say. She nods and I get up, running out of the castle, still crying. I reach the forest calling for Azrael. My voice shakey as I fall to the ground being caught by someone. "Az?" I ask my voice shaking. "I'm here. I'm here." He says still holding me I turn around to face him. Our faces inches apart he pulls me in hugging me tightly. I wrap my arms around him. Hugging him. "I'm s-sorry." I say beginning to cry even more as he holds me tighter letting me cry on his shoulder. 


A/N: Ok! Ik its short but I cant write anymore otherwise imma die but the next chapter will be alot better i promise. There might even be a kiss! Love yall xx



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