Moana and Maui: A Series Of One Shots

A Broken Man (Part 4)

A Broken Man (Part 4)

One Shot #27 (Cont.) 

Moana's POV 

The next day...

   I'm working on some math homework when my phone goes off beside me on my desk. I look at it carefully and see it's Maui's manager, who is somewhat my boss. I answer it quickly. "Hello sir. How may I help you?" "Hello Moana, I have some good and bad news to tell you. Which would you like first?" I sigh. "Bad news first. It's usually better that way." "The bad news is Maui got into a car accident yesterday. He's in the hospital and has a long series of injuries, the most serious one being paralysis." I have yet to meet Maui, but my heart aches for him. "That's horrible. I'm so sorry." His manager sighs. "Me too. He's a great guy. He doesn't deserve this. Now would you like the good news?" "After receiving news like that, I didn't think there would be any good news to follow it." "Well there is. The good news is you still have a job. Starting tomorrow, you'll be visiting Maui in the hospital. He's going to be there for another couple weeks before they release him. When they do, then you'll start doing home care. You will get paid for everything, including the hospital visits. It isn't fair to deprive you of that money."

   "Alright. Well thank you I guess. What time should I be at the hospital?" "Ten in the morning. Does that sound good?" "That sounds good. Thank you sir." "My name is Adam. No need to keep calling me sir. It makes me sound ancient." I giggle slightly. "Well thank you Adam. Will you be there tomorrow to help break the ice?" "Absolutely. I'll see you in the morning." "See ya" I say and hang up the phone. Anxiety begins to bubble in my chest. Tomorrow I'm meeting Maui. He's probably going to be really out of it and I'm scared that if I say the wrong thing, I could trigger him to have a panic attack, tantrum, etc. 

   As I put my phone away and get back to my homework, I tense up as I realize my father is behind me. I slowly turn and face him, trying my hardest to meet his eyes without fear. I'm ashamed to admit this, but I'm afraid of my father. He's become a monster over time. If I even say so much as I need space or am busy at the moment, he'll abuse me somehow. I'm lucky if it's just a simple slap. That's a luxury compared to what I normally get. "What can I do for you father?" He snickers at me and grabs me by my waist. "Wrong question dear. I think you meant to say what can I do to you." He thrusts himself upon me sexually and I recoil instantly. "Father, I have homework to finish. It's really important that I get it done at a decent time tonight. I start my first day of work in the morning." 

    My father leans in close to my face. I can smell the alcohol on his breath, indicating that he spent the day drinking heavily. "Screw your stupid job. Wow Moana got a job and now she's queen of the fucking world. A job isn't going to give you happiness." Anger forms inside me. "Yeah and neither is alcohol." I mumble under my breath. That gets him worked up. He grabs me by the throat. "What'd you just say?" "N--nn---othinnggg father." He begins choking me. "It better be nothing." Tears form in my eyes, but I refuse to cry in front of my father. "It is. Please, let me go." He releases me and I fall to the ground rather hardly. "Next time you disrespect me like that, you'll get far worse than that joke of a choking. I just might snap your bones like a twig." He laughs and does a mocking impressing of snapping my bones, with horrible sound effects and all.

   He then storms out of my room. When he's out of earshot, I then allow myself to break down. Why did my mother leave us? I thought she loved us. She hasn't even visited us once since she left. I have no idea where she lives, who she's with, or what she's doing. I guess I don't deserve to know. In fact, I just don't deserve to be loved, let alone be in love. Like seriously, who would want me? I certainly wouldn't. 

Hope that you guys liked this part of this one shot! <3 -Mary