"NADWE GET YOUR ASS DOWN STAIRS NOW!!" My mom yells at me.
I walk downstairs to see what she wants. She's been abusing me lately, I don't even know on what to do. I can't call the police, she took away my phone from the last time I tried.
"Yes mom?.." I say as she gets up, wobbiling a bit. Seems like she's drunk..
"MAKE FOOD, DO THE DISHES AND LAUNDRY, NOW!!" She yells in reply as I look away.
"Y-Yes mom.." I say stuttering a bit.
I go to do what she asks, I start by cleaning dishes, then making food and lastly doing laundry. I question on what I did to deserve this.. I did nothing that I know of, I guess ever since dad died she's been like this. She did care for him a lot and I understand, I did to but I learned to let go, guess she didn't.. I walk to the front door and look back to see her asleep on the couch, I shake my head slightly and rustle on my coat and sigh deeply before walking outside. I walk outside and turn the corner bumping into someone.
"I am so sorry!" The stranger says to me in a tone of sorrow as I look up, rubbing my head.
"It's alright, you didn't mean it" I say in a serious manner as I look the guy up and down to make his appearance more clear to my vision. He has light brown hair, light brown eyes, white long sleeve shirt and navy blue overalls.. He had quite some beauty to his appearance, kind of surprising..
"What's your name by the way?" I ask with curiosity as I look him in his light brown beautiful eyes..
"I'm MuffinJuice but people call me Muffin!" He tells me in a sweet voice as I look him up and down once more just to see if that name matches his appearance and so it does! I didn't know how to handle the situation but he asked if I wanted to be his friend and I said yes. Nobody really asks me for things like that, we swap phone numbers to stay intact with each other, we talked and laughed, having a great time.
"I have to get back home before my mom finds out I'm gone" I say nervously, hoping my mom isn't awake when I was gone.
"Alright, I completely understand, see ya later Nadwe!" He says to me as he waves and walks away.
I walk home which wasn't that far and thankfully my mom was still asleep. I carefully picked up to remote and played campfire sounds on the television going to the kitchen to make some hot cocoa for her. I hope she appreciates this and starts to be nicer to me. I finish making the hot cocoa for my mom and set it on the coffee table in front of the couch where she is laying, I grab a soft blanket and put it over her as she snuggles up into it and I take a seat on the small couch near her as everything is going on.
~Few Hours Later~
I wake up, seems I fell asleep. My mom wakes up as well, blinking a few times before fully opening her eyes, seems like she isn't as drunk as she was before.
"What happened?.." She asked me, as I get kind of nervous to respond.
"Well, you were drinking again.." I reply in a serious tone, she hit me so hard once, I went half blind, still am and the scar is still there but I was bleeding from my head. She hit me earlier when she was drunk, I just never said.
"I was..?" She asks, a bit confused trying to process this.
"Well, yes.." I tell her, shaking a bit, my voice more serious.
"I'm sorry Nadwe.." She says, my eyes widen in shock as she says this, I can't believe I heard that from her mouth..
"Oh, uh, it's okay mom, I forgive you" I say in a stern tone. I know I shouldn't forgive her but she is my mom, I can't just hate her forever even though I'm usually the one that does everything around the house.. All of a sudden there's a knock at the door, I wonder who could that be? I walk towards the front door, reach my hand out to open it. Once I do I see someone.
Cliff hanger, hehe☺️🫶
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Dark and Alone
FanfictionNadwe, a seventeen year old boy has had childhood trauma for thirteen years now and it has never left. He wants it to leave, the bad luck has followed him for all these years. Read this and find out more about his life!