Alright I've had a Shit weekend. Imma tell ya it as a story.
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Its weekend finally! Unfortunately I often get my phone confiscated over the weekend. Well on Saturday I didn't even touch or see my phone until around 5 pm. My little brother, Emanuel, gave it too me. I later find out we are going to a wedding! No thought to tell me until it was almost time. So I put on a button up shirt and do my hair. Boom I'm ready.
Then we get to the car. I used phone in the car to talk to you guys and another person on kik. My mom gave a stank eye and told me to put it away. I used my phone more secretly.
Then we arrive. It wasn't a wedding it was the party after the wedding. We get stuck with seats in the back and I couldn't give a fuck because it wasn't my problem. We started eating but I couldn't eat what they were serving. Save for 2 things. Beans and rice. I couldn't eat the carne. So I finish before everyone else and I continue texting on my phone. My mom tells me more times to put it away. This time I ignore her.
Her boyfriend, Victor 😤, heard her on the last time. "Look how well they listen" he said with sarcasm.
So my mom tells me give her my phone. I do, and since she's across the table I have to lean over yo hand it to her, as I do i look at Victor and an even and calm tone. Despite the music. I said. "Shut up" to which he responded with
"Watch what happens when we get home" which I in turn said
"Shut up now". That's when mom tells me to be quiet. And I oblige. The party goes on for a while more. They bring out champagne around 8 pm. I get the cork sealing the champagne and I just start pulling it apart. At the same time I'm throwing the pieces at victor. Though none managed to make it. Skip ahead a other hour and I leave the building. I Cindy siblings and older cousin, Emily, out there. My younger cousin, we call him Chacho even though his name is Juan, saw me and said.
"Guys Erick has some balls!"
"What do you mean?" Emily asked as I walked into the group.
"He told victor to shut up. Twice!"
Emily gave a happily shocked look. "Ok Chisme!", Spanish for gossip.
So I tell her the story
"What does he mean by wait till we get home?" she asked
This is when my brother, Luis, pops up. "Oh he used to hit us,
"Used to?"
I nodded and said. "When we were smaller but now we're bigger and smarter" I looked to my brother. "Sometimes smarter"
We talked and hung out for a bit more. Then we went back in.
Time skip to 12 pm
We finally get to leave. Unfortunately victor is so drunk he makes a town drunk look sober. And he said he's driving home. Thankfully his drunk ass decided not too and let my mom drive. We got home safely and I immediately went to my room and changed to a sleeveless work out shirt and blue basket ball shorts.
I actually made a barricade at my door with broken closet doors. I heard my mom talking to victor and he said he wanted to talk to me. My mom got and walked with her to the living room. Keep in mind I am the tallest one in my immediate family. I am a full head taller than my mom and a few inches taller than Victor. So I get to the living room and victor was sitting on the couch. He saw me and stood up. My mom put herself between me and him. I simply stood there. Feet apart hands behind my back.
"Lets see those fucking balls you had today puto" he said trying to get near me. My mom pushed him back
"No! You said you were gonna talk to him! I told you to do this tomorrow when you're sober!" my mom kept saying pushing him back repeatedly.
He ignored and kept yelling at me. Trying to provoke me. I chose to stand there and remain quiet. This pissed him off more because he reached around my mom and smacked on the chest. Forcing me to take a step back. This is when I noticed one of my little brothers, Gael a 5 year old toddler, was there. He screamed and started crying. Luis came out of his room and stood as a second line of defense between me and Victor. My mom pushed victor around is and toward their room. My mom kept yelling that he wont fight a sixteen year old. Me and my brother Luis followed them a bit.
"Look he's following!" he yelled "he wants to fight!"
"He's following because I'm over here!" my mom yelled. Which was true. I don't give a rats ass about victor but if he tries to hurt my mom I will fight.
They get to their room and my mom locks the door.
Luis and I give each other supporting hugs. At this point I was shaking and my heart was pounding so hard I could feel it through out my entire body.
I could hear my mom and victor arguing. He constantly called my a Puto and my mom knew exactly why I told him to shut up.
"Since Erick and Luis were young you've treated him like crap! How come other people can tell you to shut up and man handle you but Erick can't tell you to shut up?!"
"He raised his voice at me!" he yelled.
Although I didn't. I looked at my chest where he hit me and saw bruise marks on my chest. They argued well into the morning. The worst part is he threatened to kill me. He said he would kill me. He didn't want to see me anymore and didn't want me in "his" house.
I don't know what made me do it. If it was due to fear or if it was the need to feel like I could fight back. But I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and hid it under my pillow. The next morning victor left and didn't come back till 5 pm. In the morning my mom gave me Shit about talking back to victor. She even said "you wanna tell me to shut up too dont ya? Yeah I can see it in your eyes."
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