Torn Family Tree (DISCONTINUED)

I. Bully

I sat in my room at my computer desk trying to distract myself from the scene unfolding just below my feet in the parlor. I silently listened to my mother's pleas of help while my father savagely beat her. He screamed at her viciously,

"YOU WHORE! HOW DARE YOU EVEN CRY FOR HELP! YOUR FILTHILY DAUGHTER WON'T HELP YOU!"

It was true. I learned long ago not to get in between my mother and father when he was upset. I wondered what had angered him this time. My father said something about my half sister but I didn't quite catch it. I listened as the abomination made her way into my room. I ground my teeth, something I only did when she entered the same room as I did. Her name was Claire. She was the product of my father's unfaithfulness.

"Kylie come play with me!"

I spoke through a clenched jaw, "Get out of my room. You don't belong in here. You have been told this many times before."

She frowned and left my room. I tiptoed my way to my doorway and watched as the little brat made her way down the stairs. When she made it halfway my father immediately stopped beating my mother.

He spoke in the sweetest voice he could muster,"Hey sweetie, what are you doing down here?"

"Kylie won't play with me."

"Oh we'll that's ok, go on and play outside, I'll play with you. Daddy will be out in a few minutes."

"Oh fuck me." I whispered to myself. I quickly tiptoed my way into my room. As soon as I closed my door I heard my father begin to stomp up the stairs. I hurriedly made my way into my bed and began to pretend to be asleep.

My father entered my room and ripped my blankets off. "God dammit! You little bitch I know your awake!" He pulled me out of my bed by my hair and threw me onto the floor. He began to beat me until I could no longer move. I had gone numb. He began to leave my room and stopped in the doorway, "I'll be back soon. Don't even think of trying to run away."

I wanted so badly to move from my spot on the floor. I needed to leave that house before he came back. When I was finally able to move I made my way to my window and climbed down the rope ladder. I limped my way into the forest. I walked until I could no longer see the house lights. I began to sing Bully by Shinedown to myself.

"All you'll ever be is the faded memory of a bully, Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely, Push him to the dirt 'til the words don't hurt can you hear me? No ones gonna cry on the very day you die, You're a bully." I sang to myself until I fell asleep. I was soon awoken by my father screaming.

"You little whore! I told you not to leave! Where the hell are you? Come here you little bitch!"

I sat silently crying as my father trudged his way through to forest. I hoped he wouldn't find me. I didn't want to be hit anymore. Soon my father gave up his search for me. I stayed in the forest for the rest of that night. Just after daybreak I decided to return home. I tiptoed through the house. Unfortunately my mother caught me before I made it to the stairs.

"Kylie! Where have you been sweetheart?"

"Don't talk to me mother." I spat in disgust.

"Honey please,"

"Don't." I yelled.

I left my mother crying in the kitchen.