The slap of the cold, metal belt left red marks all over my body. At least he's not abusing me sexually. Why would I ever want to rear any child of his. It's sickening and it's just plain disgusting. Another round of whips and lashes left bruises on my pale skin as I begged for mercy. "Please no. . .I'll be good. I promise." I cried out, hoping he would stop this constant loop of red and blue marks. The newest marks were a scarlet red, some even scars I would say. The blue lashes on my white skin are from him constantly beating at me until his arms gave up on him. Then he would take a break for thirty minutes or so, and then come back with his iron belt my gave him for Christmas of last year and he would come at me again. It got to the point where I would wear only long sleeves, long pants that covered my leg and long sleeves that covered my arms, for the fear of him coming home in one of his moods and lashing out at me again. He has to hit someone, I mean it's a natural occurrence where he hits me and then he goes ahead and beats my mom, and his once lover, to a pulp. He would leave bruises and marks all over her, just like he did me. I would comfort my mother and ask her if she was okay, but through the faint smile she gave I knew she was hurting deep inside. She did marry a beast that was no man. I realized something. . .this couldn't keep happening. . .something must be done. . .and it shall. . . . .the beast shall not be allowed to live anymore. For tonight is the night the beast will be slain, and he will atone for his sins he has cast upon my mother and I.
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"Silica! Where the hell are you?! I'm not done with you." His screaming frightens me and I weep a little every time my name leaves his mouth in a fit of rage. Last night I had just found out that he was with another woman, that he had cheated on my more than faithful mother. Why should anyone want to her a goddess such as her. She is the light in my life and I would do anything to protect her from that beast. His infidelity towards my mother will be atoned and he will pay for all the tears she has shed.
As soon as the beast gave up on his search he trudged his way towards his computer in the bedroom and sat down to watch his illegal pirated movies. I quickly tiptoed down the stairs, hoping not to make a sound for it would ruin everything.
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"You bitch!" I heard him yell out followed by a large slap sound. My heart broke a little, knowing it was mother who was on the other end of the blow. I raced up the stairs, trying to fight back the tears that were at the brim of my eyes threatening to fall. When I got to the top of the steps I could see my mother on the ground, red marks all over her face. I grew angry, I was tired of the beast always hurting the people I love. "Stop! Can't you see you're hurting her?" I ran over to my mother, cradling her head in my lap. "I'm so sorry mommy." Before I could say any more he yanked me away from her, and I started crying because the thought of being away from her, all helpless and vulnerable is heartbreaking. "No! Let me go!" I struggled in his grasp. "Mom!" I called out for my mother in a desperate cry for help.
"Shut the hell up you fucking brat! Your mother doesn't want you. She hates you, in fact she wishes she never had you." He spits out such venomous words. My mother was laying on the floor, he had knocked her unconscious so there she laid helpless on the cold hard ground. "Mom!" I called out again this time louder than before. His grip on me hadn't changed and I could see him take out something shiny from his back pocket.
No. . .No. . .
"Why!" I screamed in his face. I know what it was he was holding. "I told you to shut the fuck up!" This time he grabbed me by the hair and threw me to the other side of the room. Ouch, I felt lightheaded. As if I was losing blood.
"Now you get to watch your mother breathe her last breath!" He laughed maniacally, raising the sharp object in his hand. I raced to the other side of the room, ignoring the heavy dizzy feeling in my head, but it was too late. He had plunged the knife deep into her heart. My heart fell and broke a million pieces. I turned my head towards the beast, "Why would you do that? She was all I had left." My voice broke into a sob before turning my attention back to my lifeless mother.
Anger grew inside me, I raced towards him, pulling out the knife I had in my back pocket and before I knew it I plunged it deep in his stomach. I continued to pull it out only to shove it back in harder each time, as tears cascaded down my cheeks like a waterfall. In moments time he was dead. . .the beast was slain, and he has paid. I limped towards my mother and held her head in my lap. "It's okay now mommy. You're safe. You can be free." I mumbled as tears fell from my cheek.
