Save Me

Chapter One

Kris was woken up by a soft knock on his door.

"Kris, sweetie, get up. He's not here right now and I made you breakfast." His mom's voice echoed throughout the basement where he was forced to sleep. Letting out a soft groan, Kris lifted himself up from his mattress, that laid on the floor due to the fact his father wouldn't let him have a real bed, and threw on some pajama pants and a long-sleeved shirt. He slowly made his way up the basement stairs and open the door for his mother. Anger shot through him once he saw the freshly made bruise that was placed on her face by his father.

"Mother, I told you to come to me when he looked like he was going to get violent." Kris let out a small sigh as he looked at his mother very upset that she didn't direct his father towards him instead. He didn't like seeing his mom getting hurt and would do anything to prevent her from getting hurt. Even if that meant taking a few beatings from his own father every now and then.

"I know sweetie, but I just wanted to protect you for once. You're always standing up for me and watching over me. I'm your mother and it's my job to protect you, not the other way around. Look at yourself sweetheart you've been through so much because of me. It's all my fault. If I had just left your father none of this would be happening. I'm sor-."

"Don't you dare apologize to me, mom. I'm fine and none of this is your fault. Dad just needs help and we both know that. So stop blaming yourself. Also, next time come to me please." Kris knew that she wanted to say no but he also knew that he would never take no for an answer. Kris promised himself that he would protect his mother from the monster his dad had become. He started to remember how his dad wasn't always like this. He used to be kind and gentle, but as everyone knows all good things must come to an end. Kris father had started to change when his mom second child had died at birth. The only reason him and his mother stayed was plain and simple. They both still loved his father very much. They could never bring themselves to leave so they stayed, and his father just got worse. Kris began to think of the good times he had with his father before everything started to go downhill. He eventually snapped out of it once he felt his mothers small arms wrap around him. He had been crying and as his mother, she knew she had to comfort him. She held him close like she used to when he was younger and would cry. She hugged him to thank him. She hugged him to comfort him. She hugged because she loved him. Kris hugged his mother back, wishing he could protect her from everything. Wishing that they could stay like this forever. But once again all good things must come to an end. Kris kissed his mother on the top of her before pulling away slightly.

"You think it'll be okay if I use the upstairs shower today?" Kris had grown tired of using the shower in the basement that only had two temperatures, cold and freezing.

"Of course you can. Just make sure to clean up after yourself. I need to finish up your lunch and head to work, but take your time." His mom smiled slightly, glad to have a son like him and made her way back to the kitchen. Kris quickly ran back downstairs to grab a black long sleeved shirt and some black torn up skinny jeans, with a towel and washcloth and made his way back up the stairs. He ducked slightly when he made his way through the basement door, due to his height, and headed to the upstairs bathroom. On his way to the bathroom, he passed by the kitchen only to see his mom making him lunch. He used to love his mother's lunches and would eat every single thing she packed for him. Now he barely ate but she still insisted on making him lunch. He frowned slightly but kept walking not wanting to bother her. He passed by the room that was once his but didn't even dare to look at it, afraid that he'd have an asthma attack from getting too worked up. He hadn't slept in the room since he was 12 and he is 17 now. 5 long years of sleeping on the messed up mattress in that messed up basement. Kris missed his room but his missed his father even more. Kris walked into the bathroom shutting the door behind him and looked into the mirror. He mentally flinched at the creature looking back at him. His once well kept black hair looked like a birds nest and the bags under his eyes were dark and big. His once healthy skin was now super pale and he looked like a ghost. And his once electric blue eyes were now gray and clouded with sadness. His unusual height didn't help him either. Being 6'3 made him an easy target to spot. People loved to pick on the tall creepy guy.

He sighed softly before undressing, flinching in pain due to the bruises his father gave him. He looks down at the bruises and started to think of a believable story he could tell the nurse when he visited her. As he thought about it he made his way to the shower putting it on the hottest temperature it could be and hoped in. He quickly showered and decided to wash his hair with his mom shampoo before hopping back out. He quickly got dressed and applied some of his mom eyeliner and eye shadow to hide the bags around his gray eyes. He then cleaned up after himself making sure that everything was in the same condition it was in when he came in here. He made his way back to his room to put his socks and shoes on, and to grab his school stuff. He brushed his hair, trying to make it look slightly decent and gave up after he realized it wasn't going to work. He slid on his favorite jacket and placed his backpack over his shoulder as he made his way back upstairs. He grabbed the house key from the kitchen and saw a note next to his favorite breakfast.

He took both of the strawberry muffins and smiled at his mother note that said 'I love you' and 'Enjoy'. He picked up the note and placed it in his back pocket. He ate one of the muffins and grabbed his lunch before making his way out of the house. He locked the house door and jogged down the sidewalk to the bus stop, hoping that today would be a better day.

That's it for now. I know it's not that good but hopefully, the next chapter will be better. I hope that whoever is reading this enjoys it.