"Coming." I wrap my robe over my wet body and ran to the door that someone kept knocking on.
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"Oh my God Eddie." I help him in my house." Who did this to you."
I look at his bloody clothes and face. Walking to my bathroom I grab a towel running it under some cold water.
"Here let me help you." I took of his shirt that he was struggling to take off. "Answer my question. Who did this to you?" I wipe his forehead with the cold towel making him flinch.
"My father." He mumble looking down.
"But why?"
He just shrug grabbing the towel from me.
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"I'm used to it by now. Every time the old man get drunk he just wanna hit something. It's either me or my mom."
I bit my bottom lip not knowing what to say.
"Thank you." He look at me then back to the cold towel in his hand. "I just need to talk to someone,had some thoughts in my head that would've sent me away for a long time."
My eyes went wide in shock.
"You was thinking about killing your father?!" I scream at him.
He nod his head looking down.
"There's gotta be another way. Can't you just take your mom and leave?"
"Naw. My momma old school she believes in all that "Be with your man through everything shit." You know that lady never had a job in her life. Her life revolves around my dad and her kid."
Shidddd. I thought in my mind. You only got one time to hit me. My family deep as fuck we will jump yo ass.
"I'm so sorry Eddie but I don't think killing him will be a great idea. What will your mom do when she lose two of her men. She probably will die of a broken heart. You want her pain to go away not bring her more." I wipe the fallen tears that came from his eyes.
