Road to no where

Part 6

So, I'm back again writing my life in a app. More dreams have been happening since I've stopped so I'm going to start writing again. Atleast I know my girlfriend looks forward to these being published on here..let's continue Shall we?

The next morning their was screaming such loud screaming it was my dad, Anthony was still in my arms asleep I don't know how though. I lifted myself from the bed and walked down those steps it felt warm with hate as always the first thing I saw matt crying standing there as our dad was screaming at him for dropping his cup of course my mother was on one of her " let's take meds to dose off " days so she was just smiling in her chair watching tv... like she could even understand anything happening on it.

Of course my voice screaming over powered my dad's and he stopped our agreement would be broken if he ever touched my brothers or mother  sexually again the agreement was not because I wanted my father. It was too protect my brothers and mother it didn't work long you'll find that out. A few months later I remember my uncle coming to visit my uncle was my mother's closest brother he was great and very protective. My dad wouldn't even let him see us unless it was outside the house and we couldn't leave the yard.

My uncle thought this was because my mother and father hated him for leaving to move to a new town and not coming for holidays but it wasn't that and I wish we could of told him I wanted to and I knew my brothers did too we would tell him our bruises are from rough playing he would laugh and hug us and tell us be careful when he left each day our stomachs sunk we would hope that wouldn't be the last.

Each night holding my brothers close tucking them in and my mother sleeping with my dad for his enjoyment
That nickname he called me " daddy's boy " and making me call him daddy for his enjoyment I hated it all so much.

A year later my uncle moved away. My mother was now awake to the situation yet my dad wasn't. One night while we were all asleep my mom shot herself we all ran downstairs. I was the first to see what happened and to put all the pieces together I ran back up the stairs and hugged all my brothers keeping them upstairs I couldn't think I couldn't breath all I could hear was my brothers crying asking where's mom and my dad cussing I didn't have time to ever think my mom just shot her self  tears was filled in my eyes as he walked upstairs and sighed and then began to tell us everything to say to the police when they question us all the rude questions and lies all passed. It was all back to normal. Actually

Not normal. It was never never normal.
The raping stopped but it didn't change the fact my mom killed herself Bc her kids were being used for sex for her husband. Nothing was ever fucking normal in my so called " childhood "

My uncle came back for my moms funeral it was a sad awful day.
My uncle put all the pieces together through the time though
He was ready to confront our dad.