Rain

Chapter Five

“Your mother. Beautiful. You look just like her.” He let out a deep sigh and leaned against the wall.

“It was 1987. High school prom. Your mother was in the year below me and when I first saw her I was... speechless. Like the first time I saw you walking to school with your friend... Keri, right?” He sniggered as he saw me edge backwards. How did he know so much about me?

“Let’s just cut the sad, sob story short, right?” Deep down inside of me, I had a small glimmer of sympathy for this man. I have no idea why.

“I asked her to the high school dance and she turned me down. She went with your idiot father instead. The one that treats her like rubbish? Life sentence in prison, wasn’t it? Domestic violence?”

“STOP IT!” I screamed, my eyes filling up with tears. I knew that all of this had happened but I was only 3 years old at the time, but I wished I could have done something. He almost killed her.

“Leave me alone.” I grunted.

“Oh no, gone all ‘moody teenager’ on me, have we?” He stuck his lip out like a two year old and pretended to cry, weeping into his jacket sleeve.

“Look, mister, don’t talk to me like you know me, ok? I don’t even know your name and it’s scary that you know mine; I don’t see why you think you have the right to just take me from the streets and keep me. You don’t know me. I don’t care what past you’ve had with my mother. Doesn’t make it ok for you to just take it all out on me!” I yelled. He staggered backwards, like he was blown back by my sudden outburst of anger. But then... I couldn’t control myself. I just... did it. I lurched forward, grabbed his head and shove it into the wall. I didn’t mean to. I just wanted to escape. Wanted to get out of my nightmare. Wanted the ground to swallow me up. To make me disappear of the face of the earth for the rest of eternity. But things don’t always go to plan.