To rebuild our home

5

Jon's POV

Finally I did this, I grabbed the dishsoap and poured a little into one of the slots of the dishwasher. After this I pushed some buttons and waited until the machine began working.

As soon as I saw it made some noises and began to work I walked out of the kitchen and went straight to my room. After a short while I heard Mark calling out for my name, I was confused because there was a bit of bitterness and anger mixed up in his voice when he called my name still I walked blindly downstairs not knowing what was going to happen.

I walked into the kitchen where Mark yelled my name out of and froze at the sight of the kitchen. Everything was full of foam, the dishsoap. Oh no this can't be happening, the foam spread out everywhere and even though Mark tried to turn out the dishwasher and got himself all covered up in foam the dishwasher didn't turned off.

Tears were welling up in my eyes as Mark turned around to face me with pure despise in his face, he looked at me in a way he hasn't looked at me in a long time and this actually made me burst out in tears. I choked on my tears while I was apologizing for my mistake. Suddenly he spoke up.

"Jon, I think that the dishwasher is broken. Look at the mess that you made, you really messed up bad this time. In all honesty I am mad at you for the mess that you made. Clean this up and then everything is going to be fine again I am going to buy another dishwasher, but make sure that Eduardo isn't going to come downstairs to see this catastrophe." He said with a raised voice, but somehow without sounding all to harsh.

I nodded, but I still felt bad about this whole situation. After Mark stepped out of the foam I began cleaning the kitchen up while Mark was going upstairs to change his clothes. I moved pretty quickly, but the foam wasn't stopping from spilling out of the machine.

But what I didn't knew at that time was that Eduardo faced Mark upstairs and looked down at his clothes in utter confusion which led to Mark being forced to explain to him what had happened since Mark didn't wanted to get himself involved in problems with Eduardo. Besides that he told him the truth in order to prepare Eduardo from what he is going to witness since he was already wanting to go downstairs to get a diet Cola for himself.

Then I heard footsteps, those were the footsteps from Eduardo. I already knew the sound of his footsteps since his were way louder and faster than the ones from Mark. My heart was racing as if I already knew what was coming for me. I expected him to yell at me, but what he did was way worse.

Firstly he stood there frozen still for a moment, shocked about what he had seen before himself, he bursted out in anger and let his rage take over himself. He walked towards me with a fast pace in the foam while I was backing away from him until I wasn't able to back up anymore because of the furniture of the kitchen. I couldn't escape and this was the moment in which our good relationship had shattered into pieces.

He holded up his fist and began punching down on me, he punched my face before I was able to shield it. Then he went down my body and kicked and punched my stomach nonstop. I cried out in pain and yelped as the pain shot through my body from different directions. This went on for a few minutes until Mark walked downstairs to find out what the strange noises of pain were about.

He saw that Eduardo was beating me up and acted fastly to separate him from me. He holded him from under his armpits and walked backwards so that he wasn't able to hurt me anymore....Well at least physically. Emotionally he still hurted me. "You are such a useless, good for nothing, piece of trash! I hate you so much! Wherever you lay your hands on you cause chaos!" He screamed out at me. "Eduardo, please I am sorry." I responded with tears running down my face as I was still struggling to get back on my feet.