A Birthday is a day every person should enjoy. All the cake, family, and love. Not mine, it's different instead of cake, I get dirt, instead of family, i'm stuck with my mother, instead of love, I'm hated.
••••••••••••• "U-uh, m-mom it's my birthday" I said stepping up to my mother's door, I stood as stiff a ruler, she opened the revealing herself "And..." she said smoking a cigarette "...aren't you gonna wish me...happy birthday? I'm turning 16" I stuttered, she blew the remnants of her cigarette smoke in my face "No" she said blatantly "w-why" I said sounding as if I'd start crying "'Cuz, you're a mistake, an accident... and I just don't care" she punctuated her sentence with another puff of smoke, she pushed me, fiercly, out of her way, "OI! " she called "y-yes, mother?" I whimpered, she scoffed "Don't call me MOTHER, i'm not your mother, you're not my child, and I most definetly don't care for you in anyway! So don't ever call me MOTHER." she said with mock disgust in her voice "Go in the basement, I don't want to see or hear you" she said dragging me across the floor toward the door, my feet trailed over multiple discarded cigars and cigarette "You're not comin' out til I decide you can" she said whilst throwing me down the stairs and waited for a thud to then shut the door. My body felt heavy and numb, and the tears fell making me realize i'm not numb to my feelings.
I heard a knock come from the house door, followed by yelling and screaming of a man, I wasn't sure who he was or what was going on, but as soon as the screaming had feigned, I heard the basement door open "Alen?...Oh god, come on, let's go"
"Wait, who-" but before I could utter a sentence, I was dragged out through the door. In the light, I saw man who looked as if he were in his early thirties "Ha, it is you, o my god" The man hugged me, the embrace so warm and something I hadn't experienced in so long "Alen! Do you remember me?" He spoke with a sense of urgency but I could hear just a hint of relief "No...I'm Sorry but who are you?" I asked, "It's me, Alen... You really don't remember me?" I don't recall any male figures in my life, its always been me and my mo- Judith. I don't remember my father, I don't remember if I had any brothers, I haven't seen my grandpa in years, my uncle's never came to see me "Alen, it's me...it's papa" my... dad... Just then did I feel the hot tears sting my eyes "...d-d-dad" I stuttered, falling to my knees "...you...c-came for me?" He knelt down in front of "H-hi..." I whimpered "Hi" he said before caging me into a deep embrace "Where have you been..." the words escaped like a whisper "I missed you, pumpkin" he whispered in my ear missing my forehead holding me close "I didn't wanna leave you..." then why did you, I thought "HOLD ME CLOSE AND NEVER LET GO PLEASE! DAD!" I cried, gripping his shirt so I didn't lose him again "You don't remember me...do yo-"
"Get out of my house, GET THE HELL AWAY OF MY GODDAMN SON!" Judith screeched with a hint of beastiality in her eyes, "...your son...YOUR SON!! YOU KEEP HIM LOCKED IN A BASEMENT LIKE AN ANIML!! I THOUGHT YOU HAVING CUSTODY OVER HIM WOULD MAKE YOU HAPPY!...but here my son is bruised and broken down because his mother couldn't deal with a divorce" I sat in the middle of the room, teary eyed at the situation before me, I felt the warmth of my father's hand greet the top of my head "Happy Birthday, peaches..." he sighed before casting a terrifying look towards my mother and leaving "...why...WHY DID YOU HAVE ME IF YOU THOUGHT I WAS A MISTAKE, HUH! WHY DIDN'T YOU HAVE AN ABORTION! GOD, I HATE YOU!!" I spat before running out of the house to leap into my father's arms. How could be so selfish. How could come back just verify that he was leaving me "PLEASE DON'T GO! I NEED YOU! DADDY PLEASE DON'T LEAVE AGAI-" before I could finish my sentence, a hand pulled me back "so...you hate me, huh? I will make you. Despise. Me!" My mother yelled before throwing me inside the house. I slid across the ground so fast that I hit my head the basement door on my way in "-------" my mother was yelling but it was all a murmured mess, then I heard my dad, I could see people lining in front of her house, then a few sirens, then....Nothing.
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Hey everyone, As you know i'm still working on the TomTord story and all that jazz, but when I wasn't updating, I was writing a story that revolved around an idea that had been floating around in my mind for so long, so I was like "psh, this is that good feels material why not" and I made this story sorry for my bad englesk I've been practicing norsk for the entire weekend, but enough about my life story hope y'all enjoyed this!!
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Mr.Officer
FanfictionAlen is turning sixteen, though, not much is gonna change, what with all the abuse his mother throws his way (pun intended). What happens when he finally finds someone to heal his pain?
