Lips

Chapter 7

Memory upon memory running through my mind ,images, faces, places, the horror of reliving being traded for a bottle of jack ,just because dear old dad believed i wasn't his . After years of abuse , his drinking habit deplorable ,  i was nine years old in a bad part of town with dad when it happened the sweaty beady eyed man that took me promised my father to take real good emphasis on real good care of me his eyes full of something i couldn't understand, i screamed, pleaded for him not to leave me

He did

The beady man slapped me to silence the sting of it snapping my head to the side ,my cheek burning, and i knew i had to run. .  He cupped  my cheek,  and  said be good to me and I won't hurt you well. ...... much 

Laughing loudly tossed me in a room were he locked the door behind me with a promise of fun later ....

Mac .... Mac i hear ... A body holding me ,rocking me back and forth
It's okey your okey come back please, please come back a soft voice pleads

Memories fading away slowly

The voice of beautiful sang getting louder , when did I slip to the floor?

What happened? Well meanie asked you a question you jumped up with this wild look in your eyes ,and just collapsed to your knees , are you okay ?

I must have thought out loud the memories like a haze over my mind

Y ...Yeah I had a brother named  Owen . . . Look I'm sorry guys but I ..think I have to go

I must have gone a whiter shade of a ghost because both of them jumped up ... I need to get out of here ...like now ..

Grabbing the packages and practicality bolting towards the exit my shoulder screaming in pain again reminding me i needed to see a doctor 

The tears that were held back slipping free o god .... i hope he isn't Charlestown

my brother was five years old at the time, i hope he didn't break Owen like he did me 

         

It can't be the same

Pushing and smashing through masses of people in my way until I hit a wall

Oof what's the hurry little rabbit looking up at the big man in front of me annoyance flared , who you calling little rabbit you gorilla looking mother fucker let me go! Not liking the warmth of his hands burning my skin

With the look in his eyes and the few words he uttered the whole mall and the people in it disappeared

Well I'm calling you little rabbit you're fast as one, and as for looking like a gorilla sorry little rabbit I'm more of a bear and yes I'd like to fuck you ...

Well shit the perv took what I said the wrong way , it's time to end this fast

Looking him in the eye's and bringing up my knee bringing the big man down cusswords flying out of his mouth in perfect Russian ...

Oh shit ...time to go
Leaping into a sprint for the exit ,once again hearing him call for me all the way

I've gone and done it now