The sip of the black rose~

Chapter 4

F E A R

I stood there, staring. I thought she was screaming in pain. "Yes Amaya?" I stood. Still silent. "Mom... were you screaming?" Her face became cold and pale. Her smile faded, and the tears were still there. She shook her head. "No dear, why?" "I thought I heard you screaming for mercy!" I looked at Zolen. Coldy staring at him. I know he did something, I can feel it. "Yes Amaya, sweetie, we were just cracking some jokes, and she laughed so hard th-" "No. She was screaming, I know she was." He stared. "No dear, she was screaming about your father, that's all." I grunted. I hate how he brought my father into things. My real father. Screaming about my dad? Why? I wanted to ask, but my mom looked at me, fear in her eyes.

I hesitated. "Uhh..umm...alright then." Zolen's stare depthened. I stopped as my heart beat faster. I had never been afraid of him before. I was afraid only because, if he was hurting my mother, imagine what he could do with a freak like me. I looked at mom, she smiled a fake smile and nodded. "Can we get back to our descussion angel?" His sneer was disgusting. My stomach churned, and I nodded. I walked out closing the door, my sister and brother both silent as well. "What do you think he is doing to mom?" asked Matt. I shook my head. "I don't know, but I saw mom crying..." "Mom was crying?!" Matt yelled. "Pipe down you idiot! He might hear you!" Veronica was pale and sweating, hugging her legs and rocking back and forth.

 "What do you think he did?" Matt asked. I shook my head. Veronica piped up, quivering. "He...he...he might have...b...b-beaten her?...." Matt and I both grew pale, eyes wide, filled with fear. "So Zolen beats innocent people? Just for what? Money? Love? Revenge?!" I stared. "Maybe... for having me?" Matt shook his head as Veronica bawled. "Naugh, naugh Amay. He'd have to kill dad or somethin'. Why would he destroy mom? I mean, why not go for dad or whatever?" "Maybe because mom was the one who gave birth to me?!" "True, but still Amaya,..." Just then we all piped down. We heard mother screaming. "Where is he?!" Zolen yelled quietley. I walked quickly and quietley to my mother's door and looked through the crack. I could barely see, but I saw.

Zolen clenched to my mother's face. My mom's tears rolled from his fingers, she gasped. "I am not going to ask again. Where is Phillip?..." He clenched harder. "I do not know where he... *gasp* is Zolen...." He threw her to the ground. She cried and backed away. "God damnit Jamaza! You're such a fool!" He slapped her across the face. "I just married you to get to Phillip, and you know it, but you have no idea where the hell he is?! Jamaza! I bought this fucking house for you damnit! I tolerate that walking freakshow for God's sake! But no! You loose all trace of Phil." Another slap. She cried harder. "Shut up! All you do is cry! Huh? I have to pay for your damn medical bills! Plus the school, your car, and everything else! Jamaza you worthless,..." He started swearing at the top of his lungs. "JAMAZA!!! PHILLIP HAS IT AND YOU LOOSE HIM?!!" Eight more slaps. I quivered. Mom just looked down, gasping, trying to move, but couldn't. He yanked her by her black thick hair. "You tell anyone about this.... and you'll regret every last breathe I am letting you have..." He whispered harshly. He walked to the door, and I just ran out of there. Too scared to look back. Zolen coughed and stomped downstairs, his car roaring and skidding off the street. 

I ran to mom. She was up and happy, as if nothing happened. "Mom!" I hugged her. "Amaya?" I shrieked. "Mom! Why did he hurt you?! Why on Earth does he want dad?! WHY DID YOU MARRY HIM?!" Mom just stared. "What are you talking about dear?! I married Zolen because he loves me!" A tear rolling from her cheek. "Mom don't lie, I saw... e-everything.." Her eyes grew large, and filled with tears as she grabbed her hair and yanked, kneeling to the floor, squealing. I hugged her tightly, like she would when someone would make fun of me when I was younger. Cradleing her, petting her, gently. I never wanted to see Zolen again.