CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE

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Kate's POV:

"Hey calm down she's going to be fine". I heard Lucio voice from across the room as he watches me pacing around the bedroom like a mad person.

"Lucio have you seen her she looks like crap". I shouted looking out the window.

"Yeah I've seen her, I wanted to kill her though". He said and I snapped my head to him.

"Despite what she had done she's still my mother Lucio, and you'll do no such thing". He groaned face palming himself.

My mother had been abused in the same way like me but why. I had no idea that she had been in so much pain.

Even if she had abused me it was hard for me to accept her as a mother but I could see the pain in her eyes as she gave me those beating.

Sometimes she'd break down in her bedroom and cry for what she had done I could hear her cries at night and it broke my heart when I heard her.

My mother wasn't like this she wasn't this abusive she wouldn't hurt her only child but it was weird how one day she took everything out on me and blamed me for my father's death.

I had no idea of his death my mother kept quiet almost everytime I mention his name, she'd like to me about him being on business trips and he was working late.

It was then it hit me when she had told me weeks later before the funeral that he died in a car crash.

I was in shock I had lost a part of me and a family member soon there was no one left my mother she abondon me, she forgot I was her child when she got married.

She and her new husband had used me as their beating stick I had no way of escaping, I couldn't believe my eyes when my mother hit me across the face at age six and I was begging her to stop but she kept hitting me.

I had tried to escape but by doing so it didn't make any sense. I had gotten a worster beating than I've ever experienced.

So I just gave up escaping that's where I've lost hope on everything.

My mother eventually gave me my freedom a life I thought I'd never have, she sold me to someone that I thought would never change.

My mother gave me handsome husband that's very protective and loves me despite the abuse and we made four beautiful children that I love.

There was a knock on the door and I quickly walked to open it.

At the doorway was the doctor and my heart started racing what if she's dead, no no Kate stop thinking about that she's not dead.

"Mam she's fine just a few broken bones and bruises and cigarette burns". My heart started beating rapidly my breath hitched when I heard the cigarette burns.

And I remembered it like yesterday.

Flashback:

"Aaahhhh". I screamed once again as he pushed down the cigarette in my back as I gasped for air.

I was only ten when he started burning me with cigarettes.

"Junior leave her the fuck alone". I heard my mother yelled from the living room door she had tears rolling down her red cheeks and a busted lip my mother had gotten a slap from Junior my step dad who physical abused me with my mother but she also protected me.

"You bitch". My mother face flung to the side as she whimpered in pain and my eyes watered.

He made his way back to me taking another puff of his cigarette before plunging down on my skin as I screamed once more.

"Please Junior let her go you know she's done nothing". My mother cried while she holds her cheeks crying.

I screamed again when I felt another burn in my back.

"Please stop". I cried.

I begged him to stop but he just continued, I went out cold when he was finished smoking the pack of cigarettes.

End of Flashback

My head was hurting me my vision was blurry as I found myself screaming on the floor in front of Lucio and the doctor.

I let out a next scream when I felt another pain in my back.

"No please let me go". I collapsed on the floor shuddering from the pain.

A pain I thought that I had buried in the back of my head.

"Please let it stop". I screamed once again when I felt something burned my skin.

"What the fuck is wrong her". I heard Lucio's loud in the room before I heard footsteps.

I tried pushing the pain away but nothing help the feeling of my skin being on fire continued.

Flicking open my eyes to adjust to who's around me but all I could see was blur around me.

Soon I heard Lucio's faint voice been heard as darkness consumed me.

"Please stay with me". He said.

I heard a beeping sound and shuffling around the room.

Opening my eyes I had to quickly shut them back.

"Turn off the fucking lights". I blurted out but remembering that I had children what if they were in the room.

Shit, shit am I that stupid.

I'm a very bad, bad mother.

Opening my eyes I blinked a few times to look at my surroundings I was in my room and hooked to a monitor.

My eyes landed on Lucio who was silently sleeping in the room to my right and I smiled at how he looks very humble and calm not looking so arrogant and ready to kill anybody who had land their eyes on me.

Soon my eyes land on the figure that was sitting near the bed in chair.

My mother, she gave me a smile showing off her white teeth and I could see her grey eyes that looked dull it showed regret in them her black hair was let go freely having there normal curls her tanned skin was now pale and she looked empty as she averted her eyes back to the door.

My babies ran in and went straight to my mother.

"Nana". They all screamed in unison before pulling her out the chair.

"Babies go and play with your father I need to discuss something first okay". They all looked at me before walking over to their fathers side giggling and before you know it he was attacked.

"Papa gwet up". Lucia screamed in his ear.

He let out a groan and a chuckle escaped my mouth he averted his eyes at me and soon he sighed in relief.

He soon got up off the couch and walked towards me giving me a small smile before attacking my lips.

"Ewww papa". The boys yelled while my girls giggled it was always like this when we kissed for the past month.

"I'll give you some time but if she does anything I'll wipe her off completely off this Earth". He whispered in my ear only I could hear him and I gave him a smack on his arm.

"You'll do no such thing now go feed my children before I do that exactly". He chuckled before picking the four children in his hands and using his foot to shut the door behind him.

He's that fucking strong I thought, you know what forget it.

I looked at my mom who was covered in bruises.

"Mom what is it that you need to tell me". A tear rolled down her cheeks before she adjust herself before talking.

"Sweetie I'm sorry-".

"No mom this is not how it works". I said cutting her off while she wiped her tears.

"I want you to meet your brothers". My breath hitched when she said brothers.

I have brothers.

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