An opportunity gained

Chapter 14

"Well you say you've not had a good or a bad life, I'm going to tell you the first 9 years of my life sucked" I breathed out and started my story...

"I don't really remember the first 4 years of my life but my brother and mum have told me it wasn't too good. My dad always wanted boys and no girls, so when I came along he wasn't too happy. He didn't talk to me, and I literally mean he didn't speak to me. He acted like I wasn't there, he didn't see the first time I walked, talked or went to school. He missed out on the vital things a parent shouldn't" Zach looked completely shocked. 

"How does your own parent ignore you?" 

"I don't know" I said sighing. Now this is the part I'm going to get emotional. "The worst 4 years of my life happened next. My dad did start talking to me s-"

"Well that's not so bad" He said with a smile. 

"I haven't got to that bit yet..." 

"Oh..." And with that I breathed then carried on. 

"As I was saying...my dad started talking to me again. It wasn't so bad at first, but little did me and my brother know he was hitting my mum" I stopped and looked at Zach who looked speechless. "He didn't do it in front of us, but sometimes at night we could hear shouting. The neighbours could hear to and they used to ring the police, but my dad would deny it and make my mum put make up and a fake smile on. My mum sometimes ended up in hospital and make up stuff like "she fell over", my brother knew what was going on he would try and convince her to tell on him but she never would because she loved him too much, but that all stopped when he started to hit me..." And that's when the tears started to fall

"It always happened when mum and Joe left the house, nobody knew about it and he said if I tell anyone he'll kill me. I never knew what that meant but it sounded bad so I used to cry. I ended up in hospital too, dad used to say I was a clumsy child and they would all laugh. Around friends and family we all used to put a fake smile on our faces so nothing happened. My whole life became this lie.

It got worse when he would go out drinking, he would never get drunk but he would come into my room at night and try to beat me. I would scream so loud mum and Joe would come rushing in, dad used to say "I had bad dreams" mum believed him so much she suggested I went to the doctors.

"No she doesn't need to" laughed my father.

"But I'm worried about her" 

"Well let’s ask her" They both turned round and looked at me. Mum smiled at me which made me smile but dad was glaring at me so I know what I had to say. 

"I'm fine mum, don't need to go" I put a fake smile on. 

"See" He said with that glare. But when my dad had left for work I ran to my mum crying. 

"Mum please let me go to the doctors, PLEASE!!" She didn't even ask why and instantly rung up. I pretty much sprinted there. 

"HOLD UP SAM!!" My mum kept shouting, but I needed to get there so they could see the scars. I ran in and went up to the desk, a lady smiled down at me. 

"I'm here for my appointment" 

"What's your name?" 

"Cornelius" 

"Ahh here we are" 

"What room" She laughed a little. 

"Sam...we...have...to...wait...fo-"

"You mum seems a little tired, I'll explain" She smiled at my mum who smiled back. 

"You need to wait before your name gets called" I sighed and skipped off to a seat. Finally my name got called but before I could run off my mum pulled my hand. 

"Wait for me this time!" So I stepped into the doctor’s room and stayed silent.

"So what's wrong with you? You don't look ill" I looked at him and then at my mum. 

"Go out the room" 

"WHAT?! NO!" But the doctor looked at her. 

"I think that's a very good idea, please if you will" She sighed and left the room then the tears began to fall. 

"What's wrong?" He said in a reassuring voice. 

"If I tell he says he's going to kill me" I sobbed. 

"Who's going to kill you?" I looked at him and realised what I've just said. 

"No, no I can't tell you!" I screamed, luckily mum was back in the waiting room so she couldn't hear me. He grabbed hold on me. 

"Listen, if you tell me we can get help for you and you will no longer be in danger" I stopped crying and just sat there in his arms. "Now what's going on misses?" So I sat there and told him everything, from dad ignoring me right up until this point. "So you've never told your mum?" I shook my head. "Well we better get her in here then" Then he got up and went and got mum. "Now you go over to the toys and I'll tell your mum everything" I still looked worried. "Don't worry, everything is going to be alright" He said with a reassuring smile, so I smiled back at him. 

Mum then came out and running over to me. 

"I'm so so sorry baby, I'm so sorry" She kept repeating herself. 

We got home and dad was there. 

"I'm not hiding anything from him now, I'm telling him the truth and I'm going to confront him" 

"No mum please don't, he'll hurt me" 

"Don't worry, I won’t let that happen" And she dragged me into the room standing tall ready to face her what could be worse nightmare. 

"WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?!" He shouted in her face which made me jump back a little. 

"Can you please not swear in front of Sam please?" 

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT THAT CHILD, SHE'S A PEICE OF SHIT ON THE BOTTOM OF MY SHOE" I started to cry. "LOOK AT HER, A PATHETIC CRY BAB-" Then mum slapped him. 

"DON'T YOU EVER, AND I MEAN EVER INSULT HER LIKE THAT AGAIN!" Well she defiantly wasn't backing down. 

"DON'T YOU EVER SLAP ME BITCH!" And he hit her back. She got up laughing now. 

"DO YOU THINK THAT'S GOING TO STOP ME? I'VE BEEN PUTTING UP WITH YOUR SHIT FOR YEARS AND YOU KNOW WHAT? I COULD DEAL WITH IT, BUT YOU CROSSED THE LINE WHEN YOU STARTED SLAPPING SAM  AROUND!" Then he looked down at me, I knew what that meant, he came running at me but then fell to the ground. 

"YOU'RE A FUCKING USLESS DAD AND WE WANT YOU OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!" And this is why I love my brother, I ran into his arms. 

"You heard them, NOW FUCK OFF!" So he got up rubbing his head. 

"YOU KNOW I DON'T NEED ANY OF YOU! I'VE GOT PLENTY OF GIRLS TO SLEEP AROUND WITH" And with that he left not before I got a piece of him.

"I HOPE YOU ENJOY YOU LIFE...BASTARD!" 

Then that was it. He had left and I've not seen him since. No other man has entered our life, mum can't trust anyone else"

"So why do you like wrestling so much?" Oh, I guess I missed that bit out. 

"Well to break away from it all my brother got me into it, I used to tell my dad I wanted to be a WWE Diva one day, but he just laughed..." And then I laid down, it was 7:30, we didn't have to be up early the next day so I dossed off not wanting to say anymore.