unmasked ↠ k.th

14

ㅡ fourteen; madison

i walked into our house.

silence.

i rarely met with silence when i came home. my fears took over my weak mind as i sprinted about the bland, empty, one-storey house.

"mom?" i yelled, hoping for a reply.

i felt myself losing sanity so i made my way towards the kitchen. "mom?" i spoke tentatively.

she was drunk. again.

"mom." it pained me beyond explanation to witness my mother looking like a murky mess so i moved forward and held her wrist. she pushed me away mildly.

"your dad left me." she muttered, drinking on her vodka bottle. she said this everyday so i went off on her. taking the bottle away, i throw it to the trash bin and that's the worst decision i have ever made.

"you bitch! how dare you!" i took a few steps backwards as she was aiming a hand at me. before i knew it, a hand landed on my cheek and i hit my back on the kitchen counter due to the impact of the slap.

"YOU! you should go live with that dick of a husband martin! don't put your fucking nose into my life!" another slap landed on my cheek and my body felt numb, which was at present, limping onto the floor.

i splutter a reply to her. i was at the brim of tears but i held it in, "why do you do this, mom?"

she was about to hit me again when she stopped, then walked away.