Paralysed [j.j.k] c O m P l E t E

Chapter 5

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I woke up to the sound of crying, throwing off my covers, I rushed downstairs where my mother lay on the ground.

Her body shivered in misery, the corner of her lips quivered in distress and her eyes were no longer a pearly white, but a terryfying bloodshot instead.

In her hand lay a knife, silver and sharp.

On the table next to her was a nearly burnt out candle which lit the dimmed room with a warm, caramel shade.

Her body language clearly showed the anxiety she held inside. Her head swirled from left to right every now and then.

It was clear she was paranoid.

I dug my fingernails in the palm of my hand.

It pained me.

Broke me.

Into a million tiny pieces to see mother that way.

I crawled by her side, wrapping my cold arms around her skinny body.

Her body stiffened at the frozen touch I brought, but she soon relaxed after smelling the familiar scent that I gave out.

Not gonna lie, I was scared.
Scared that she would attack me with the knife and my life would be gone just like that. After all, she is an alcoholic... A drunkard to be exact.

She used to be so lovely until father brought his little slut over our house. He used to shout and abuse her all the time.

It was then that everything changed.
It was then that she changed.

She drank her misery and problems away, overdosing nearly every day and I'd take care of her even if it wasn't easy.

I'd get beat up or be told random stories.
The house always stank of alcohol.

I'd Try to cook some hangover food for her, even though I nearly burnt the house down. I was only six after all.

She reduced her drinking eventually but only because he went away... To jail to be exact.

I was happy for her I guess.

However my happiness didn't last long, on the TV screen was a picture of him with a 'WANTED' caption.

It revealed his personal details and reasons.

He escaped.

He...

Escaped?...

I stare down at the picture, other information were written, 'wanted for murder, assault, abuse' or whatever.

I didn't have a clue of what they were saying, but I knew I had to protect mother.

Because he was coming.

He was coming for us