The Stars that divide us {FILLIE}

Prologue

Warning: contains suicide and abuse references.

The Stars That Divide Us

I felt the sweat trickling down my forehead in fear of what was about to happen next. My vision hazy from panic as I hear the screams of my mother begging for her life as my father lay unconscious on the floor beaten to the limits, blood on his lips and bruises on his arms.

"Please don't hurt my boy! Please! Take me instead!" She yelled tears flooding out of her eyes as she was on her knees, her body shaking with fear. The two men with back balaclavas, hiding their faces,moved towards us, guns in their hands. I was in my mothers arms panicking to death, confused and scared as to what was happening, tears flooding out of my eyes.

They dragged me out of my mothers embrace, "Mommy!" I shout as my tear strewn face cries, "No! Don't hurt him please" she screamed in a shrill voice, the two men laughed coldly shoving me into a wall. "Please mommy I wanna go home!" I scream as one of the men point a gun at my mothers head, "Baby it's okay, remember I love you! You'll always be my boy don't ever forget that I love-" 

BANG!

The deafening sound of a bullet echoed through the empty house, followed by a thud of my mothers body crashing on the floor. At that moment everything had stopped, my heart, my mind and possibly my whole body. Her eyes were still open as she lay on the ground, a pool of blood surrounding her head, spreading everywhere on the sanguinary floor.

My hands were on my ears, my body huddled in a foetal position as I look at my dead mother who moments ago was alive. I saw every second of it, the impact of the bullet going though her head and coming out the other side. The blood splatting everywhere, even on my face. The way her eyes rolled to the back of her head, the way her body completely let go and became emotionless.

Every inch of my skin went cold, tears rolling down my eyes.

Suddenly I hear the soft groans of my father from the floor, "Mary, Finn?" He calls with pain as the blood from my mothers corpse spreads to his side grazing his fingertips. He immediately shoots up to see me, shocked and aghast in a frozen position, my hands on my ears, no emotion on my face apart from the silent tears rolling down my eyes as the blood from my mothers head was spread across my froggy PJs she had bought me as present for my birthday just earlier on today.

I could feel my heart beating in my chest like millions of drums, as if it were to pop out my chest at any moment. My chapped lips agape in shock. My hands shivering with fear as I felt a bolt of consternation go through my body.

I heard my father let out a loud wail, "MARY?!!" He shrieked with tears falling out of his eyes like a crazy man. The love of his life has just been shot in the head in front of his 10 year old son. No one loved Mary like Eric Wolfhard did, he would do anything for her. He made a promise when they got married that he would take a bullet for her, yet here we are and it seems to be the other way round. He groggily walked over to his dead wife with blood falling out of his mouth.

"Sit down you old cunt" one of the gunmen says sternly, "YOU KILLED HER YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" He said before one of the gunmen shot him in the leg making him fall to the ground in pain. He cried and cried in despair, "shut up before I shoot your son in the mouth you bastard" on of the men say before kicking him in the head repeatedly.

I sit there with fear in my eyes and pain in my chest.

Suddenly a man in a dark suit and black tie with a white button down and slicked back black hair busts through the door and walks in. He looked important and orderly as if he were here on a business. He looked down at my mothers corpse with a look of happiness and a smile, it made me sick in my stomach. The antipathy and disgust for this man growing in my stomach more every damn minute.