Hidden Affairs

CHAPTER 12

                  ⚠️ ABUSE

     Just as I went in, I was met with a flying plate that came straight towards my face, making me stumble back on the door.

"Where the fuck were you?" I heard my mother shout loudly.

"I...I was at my friend's house." I tried to get out but the pain on the side of my head that was hit by the plate was making me hard to talk.

"Oh really? Fucking a guy, I see." She said with a scoff as she rolled her eyes.

I furrowed my eyebrows, "I wasn't sleeping with them, how could you think that?" I told her in disbelief.

"Well, why wouldn't you be home for the rest of the night if you're sleeping with them, you fucking slut?" She scoffed again as she came near, which made me unconsciously take a step back, bumping into the door.

I visibly swallowed hard as I felt my mother's glare, full of rage.

I was about to move to the side but I was met with a hard slap across my face, which nearly made me fall, but I held onto the door handle.

"If you dare go out again, I will gladly chop off your legs, understood?" She said as a threat, her glare staring into my eyes as I looked at her without any words coming out of my mouth.

"Understood?!" She shouted as she gripped my wrist where my previous injury was, making me shut my eyes in pain.

I nodded quickly, scared to speak back to her.

She then grabbed my throat tightly, "Don't you have a fucking mouth?" She said as she harshly gripped my throat, making me lose my breath as I gripped the door handle with my other hand for support.

"Y-Yes, mother." I spoke quietly, nodding as well.

She let me go, making me cough uncontrollably.

"Next time I catch you sneaking out, I'll fucking kill you, with no regrets." She spat in my face.

I looked at her with disbelief, my eyes tearing up as I pursed my lips, staring into her eyes.

"Don't you dare to fucking look at me, ungrateful bitch." She said as she slapped me harshly again.

"Why are you doing this to me, aren't you my mother?" I spoke quietly.

"You wanna talk back to me?" She said as she tried to grab a metal stick.

My eyes widened as soon as she tried to hit me, moving to the side before running up the stairs.

My mother chased me after the stairs, until I closed my bedroom door.

She banged on the door, "Let me in or I'll break the door." She shouted on the other side of the door, making me lean my back against it, trying my best to hold it as much as I could.

I felt my bedroom door break, as a metal stick went straight on my shoulder.

I ran to the other side of the room as my mother roughly opened the door.

I could see the rage in her eyes as she walked closer towards me, my eyes closing as she did so.

She hit me with the stick on my arm which earned a scream from me.

"Shut your fucking mouth up unless you want the neighbours hearing it. If they come here, just know that I'll make you suffer more.

I nodded in reply as she hit my leg, "That's for sneaking out."

She then hit my arm, "That's for opening the door without permission.

Her hands grabbed my throat tightly. "This, is for talking back to me." She gripped my throat and dug her nail into the flesh of my throat, which earned a loud scream from me.