DAD

Part 10

We were now at my mom's bedroom, where I and mom sat and talked about how my hostel and the whole system over there works, the studies, the teachers, etcetera. There was a mod of silence between us for a while, as there was no else topic between us to talk about. I decided to break the silence.

"Mom, can I ask you something? After you answer this I will never want anything from you and nor even get a question to you." I seek for her attention, trying to play the whole thing calmly.
She nodded and gave me a glance; saying me to ask it out. I was in my highest level of anxiety to ask her.

"Mom, what made you hate dad?" I asked and went all quiet like I was mute out of nowhere. She first reacted a bit, twisting her eyebrows and then opened her mouth, maybe she'd answer; but then she went all blank and gave me a stare. Something really horrendous was going to happen.
After some moments of this passing stare, I see my brother entering the room with a wrapped box, which looked like a present; with an overwhelming smile on his face. He enters the room and as soon as he catches upon the scene going on, he goes blank too.

"What happened mom?" He asks as he sees mom giving me that stare, with tears blocked to the edge of her eyes. "It's nothing, she'll just never get over it." She hardly gets the words out of her mouth, and bro gets a quick glance at me; he now knows what mom means. He purses his lips as he just saved his mouth from speaking up slangs...slangs to me. I was already crying. I thought they would react quite worse to this, but they tried to give it a low-tone try before I get it worse.

"Why won't you stop Clem?"
I was just quite as he asked it, I thought my silence would close the matter; but no.
"Why don't you answer?!" He shouted, with red eyes and grinning teeth, jaw flexing.
"Bro..."
"Just shut up! Shut that shit!" He bangs the gift on the side table beside mom's bed. That made me cry even worse.
"What? Huh, what? Why are you crying?! Where's your dad? Why isn't he here, wiping your tears? Huh? Answer me Clementine Waters!" He just grabbed me hard by my arms, that hurt a lot, but I was quiet and scared; I could barely make a sound.
"What are you mute?" He continues and mom and pushes him away from me, it was quite hard for her or else he could've hit me and make a bigger scene. "Stop it Chris, it's okay...we deal nicely." Mom pushes him to the corner of the room and tells him not to move or react anymore.
I was crying so bad that small sobs of mine turned to loud ones gradually, attracting more of their attention; especially bro's.

"Why don't you forget him dear?"
"Mom, he has done so much for me when I was small, how can I?"
"I know you're too much attached to your dad...but he's gone now."
"But mom..."
"What bothers you?"
"Mom...I think...dad's death, was...um...not um..."
"What Clem?"
"I don't think it was an accident."
"What makes you think that?" Her angelic tone suddenly changed devilish.
"Mom, the bruises, it as not accident. And if it was an accident, how did it happen? Did he crash or just drove over something...or what?"
"I don't care."
"You don't even feel interested to make it a police file, to know what happened."
"He deserved it."
"What makes you say that mom?!! You don't even explain it to me. If brother knows why can't I? I'm his daughter too!"
She doesn't say anything and just slaps me hard. That was not the first time she slapped me, but I don't know why it hurt the most.

"I'll remember that mom, you slapping me, won't stop me from figuring out what actually happened!!"

There was a moment of silence in the room after I had said that. Bro was still there, flexing his jaws, tightening his fists and he stormed towards me; grabbed me by my hair.

"You don't deserve to be here anymore", he just grabs me by my hair and drags me all the way out of the house and pushes me outside, then he brings my backpack and throws it towards me as well; which hits the edge of my head, pointing the forehead and it bleeds.

"You are not a part of us anymore", he says, and I don't see my mom trying to stop him from what he was doing. "Go get yourself a home!" He shouts.
"But brother... I'm your sist- ''
"My sister is...dead." He just says it and slams the door to close it, making a really loud sound.