A choice

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I creep through the front door, trying to not make a sound. I turn around to shut the door slowly.
"Why the fuck are you late," yells Jim my step father with a belt in his hand.
"Um I can explain, Jim please don't hurt me," I cry out backing up against the door.
"You heard me the last time you were late, didn't you bitch!" He screams.
"Jim are you drunk?!" I question scared as hell.
"It's none of your fucking business what I do!" She shouts pulling my arm.
I try and hold back but he is to strong, the smell of achohol is so odvious.
"Let go of me please!" I scream, tears filling my eyes as he drags me up the stairs, every stair bruises my body more then the one before. By the time we get up the stairs in so weak I can barely stand up, he grabs me and throws me in my his room. Regaining my strength I try and get to the door before it closes, but I'm too late it's locked and I'm trapped. I scan the room for any ways to get out.
Suddenly, from inside the closet I here someone trying to speak, opening the closet I find my mother strapped to a chair blood running down her face and bruises all over her body.
"Mom! I thought you were going out with your friends tonight!" I cry as seeing her like this kills me.
"I couldn't, he wouldn't let me," she barely makes the words out as her voice fades off.
" MOM NO NO PLEASE!" I cry as her eyes shut, I cut her ropes and carry her to the bed with the little strength I have left. In a panic I scan for a way to get out of here and run but the only option is the window two stories up. I crawl to the window in pain and look out trying to find anyway.
~If I make an effort to jump to the branch it could probably support me, it's worth a try~ I think to myself.
"Mom we are getting out of here." I whisper.
"I can't go, leave me cece, I'll be ok, I love you," tears roll down my cheeks, I can't leave her like this but I have no choice. I kiss the top of her head and cry like I never had before. I take the light from the nightstand and break through the glass window, making the glass shatter into little pieces. I take one last look at my mom and through her pain she smiles and a tear leaves her eye, she closes her eyes, and then she was gone.

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