My Alpha Black

Chapter 15

I am so so so so so sorry for the ridiculous length of time it has taken me to update ... but as an apology gift I am giving you all what you've been waiting for !!

... [drumroll please!]

~~~ Black's POV ~~~ Hehe, enjoy guys!!

Mommy was going to love my picture. I had drawn her a flower. Mommy liked flowers and I had used all of my colours. It would make mommy smile and that was good. Mommy cried too much and it made me cry. Daddy didn't like it when we cried. He hurt mommy more when I did. So I didn't cry now. I was a big boy like mommy said: her brave boy.

The door slammed. Very hard. My house shook and I dropped my crayon. Oh no. Daddy was very mad.

Mommy came into my room. She was scared and I whimpered as she picked me up.

"Ssh, Gabriel, it's okay sweetheart," she whispered. She stroked my hair. I loved it when mommy stroked my hair.

She opened the big box where my clothes lived. She put me down next to my shoes. I picked them up and cuddled them. They were a secret. Mommy had gotten me the shoes with flashes and lights. I had promised not to tell. I had pinky swore.

"Just like last time, Gabriel," she whispered quickly. My bottom lip started to wobble and I couldn't stop it. "Be very quiet and do not come out till I come get you, okay?" I nodded. I was scared. Mommy was scared.

Her lip was wobbling too. What was happening? She could stay with me. Where my clothes lived.

"Mommy ..."

"Oh, baby," her voice didn't sound right. She kissed my head then closed the doors. Where was she going? Why did I always have to stay with my clothes?

It was dark. Very dark. I jabbed my shoe and the lights flashed. I hugged it closer. I wanted to cry.

But I was a big boy so I didn't cry. I tried not to.

Daddy shouted. I heard big crash. And big bang. Daddy was being a bad man again. Daddy shouted.

My lip was wobbly again. I hid my ears with my hands. I made myself smaller. If I was small Daddy wouldn't see me. Everything would be okay.

Mommy screamed. Oh no. Mommy screamed again. My eyes hurt and I couldn't see right. Oh no. I couldn't cry. Mommy screamed. Mommy was hurt.

I peaked out. My picture. My picture would make Mommy smile. Yes. Mommy needed my picture. She wouldn't cry and Daddy would not be bad.

I picked my paper up. I got to the top step. Oh no. I needed Mommy's hand for the big boy stairs. Mommy screamed and Daddy laughed. Daddy was happy. Only Mommy needed a smile now.

I remembered Mommy's rule for the steps. When she was not here. I sat down. I put my picture on my knees. I was allowed one step at a time. On my bum. But I had to go slow. I had pinky swore to Mommy.

I smiled. I had gotten to the bottom like a big boy. Mommy was crying now. I needed to be super fast. I ran to the kitchen.

Oh no. I stopped. Daddy was still a bad man. Mommy was on the floor. Mommy had a nose bleed. A big nose bleed. I wanted to cry.

"Mommy?"

She saw me. Daddy saw me.

"No, sweetheart," Mommy cried, "you need to go to your room now, okay?"

Her eye was bigger. Her eye was hidden. It was blue. It didn't look nice. I whimpered.

"Go to your room, sweetheart."