How Can You Be So Trusting?

Chapter 21 - Just A Dream?

Trigger warning: Abuse.
Logan's P.O.V

"WHAT?"  His voice echoed through the house, "TAKE THAT BAKING B*LLSH*T OUT OF MY F*CKING HOUSE"

My mum was shaking as pots and pans were thrown into her arms. "THIS IS B*LL, WHY COULDN'T YOU HAVE DONE SOMETHING USEFUL YOU D*MB*SS" A red mark started to form on my mum's forehead as a pan crashed on inpact to the floor.

His eyes scouted around and the landed on mine, "YOU!" His footsteps were ragefilled and were pursuing closer.

His hands grabbed my collar, choking me as my legs no longer reached the ground now.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? ANYTHING USEFUL PET?" He threw me to the ground and breathing was easier now, "TELL ME BRAT!"

"Yes Dad, I managed to remain at the top of my whole year Dad,"  He towered above me, his scowl stared at me and she was struggling to hold all of the pots and pans.

His foot struke my body, "Not good enough,"

He growled like a wolf as he threw the last pan at my mother and she collasped to the ground, pots and pans piled on her. Tears were spilling from her eyes as she slapped a hand over her mouth.

"Hey..." He stopped in his path, "Brat...," My heart stopped in my chest as he adressed me. What would he want from me?

"Want some...father/ son bonding time," His back still faced me. What was he thinking?

...

"Stand up boy," He commanded as something could be heard scraping off the side by his hands. But I did as he said, if not, who knows what would happen to me.

"Take it," He shoved a belt into my hand, and then pointed at my mother on the floor picking up all the stuff. I looked back at him, what did he want me to do with this?

"Watch and learn," He unbuckled his belt and struck her with it.

His face was a twisted, happy, pychotic smily horror to witness as he went into a shriek of snickers at her whimpers.

"W-w...what, what?" I glansed at her fear and tears crashing againest the floor.

"You're so weak you can't even look at her," He spat at me, "I'll give you another demonstration if you can't follow my clear instructions my dear son,"

He raised his hand at her.

I won't let her get hurt again.

I told him I'd protect her.

I crossed my arms in front of my head as I felt a sharp sting as the belt clashed againest my flesh.

"Defending her I see you just want to cause her even more pain," He pushed me back as my mother escaped on her knees away, "Look at me boy,"

I couldn't.

I wouldn't.

So I didn't.

I would always take any amount of pain for her.

"Look at me," He growled like a feral animal preying on the weak.

I looked into those eyes.

The same eyes I looked into that day.

The same eyes that were thirsty for blood and her screams that would echo in the halls of my mind.

The same eyes that she had to look in every time she saw me and flinched for a split second.

The same eyes that were almost the last thing imprinted on her mind.

Lights. Red and blue flashed as a siren sung in tune.

"Shit,"

End Of Chapter. Sorry for it being so short, but it's a flashback one so it's not so bad, I'll give you another Chapter soon. 598 words.