Broken Down

Broken Down Chapter 2

Broken Down Chapter 2

“So… uhm… How did this happen?” the nurse asks.

“I fell down the stairs.” I replied. The nurse gave me a look. A look like she didn’t believe me.

“Are you sure?’ she asks. I nod with tears threatening to fall. The nurse sighed and scribbled something on a piece of paper, then left the room.

Later I was able to go home. My mom had to go to work as soon as she dropped me off at home. It’s hard to get around now that I can’t use my leg. John wasn’t home. He’s probably out setting puppies on fire.I sarcastically thought. Knowing John he was either out drinking, cheating on my mom, or both.

My stomach grumbled. I want food. I made my way to the fridge as fast as I could with these damn crutches. I finally made it without falling. I open the fridge and sigh in disappointment when I see no food. I look in all the cupboards and I still didn’t find anything to eat. Mom needs to go shopping when she gets done with work. I thought. I texted Mom.

Me: We need food.

Mom: Okay. I will try to get some food when I get off work and before John gets home. Lord knows he will bitch because we got food.

Me: True. See you when you get home. I will text you when John comes home. Love you.

Mom: Okay. Love you too.

 

I put my phone back in my pocket and made my way upstairs. It took almost 10 minutes for me to get up the stairs, but I made it. I went to my room and plopped on my bed. What the hell am I supposed to do now??

I asked myself.

After a while of laying in silence I decided to listen to music. I plugged my headphone into my iPod and hit shuffle, and Sexting by BOTDF came on, and I smiled. As my song was playing, my eyes started to roam my room, until they landed on a dry puddle of blood on the floor. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my ribs, where John had kicked me multiple times. It all came flooding back. I felt every ounce of pain I was put through last night. I couldn't move without something hurting. It hurt to bad. I lay on my bed. Almost in tears. It hurts. It’s unbearable.

I hear a door open. John’s home.I thought. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. John’s loud feet were easily heard as he makes his way upstairs. I get scared. My breathing got heavier the louder his foot steps became. He stops in front of my door. My breath got caught in my throat. John turns the door knob and slowly opens my door. He comes toward me. I’m scared for my life, thinking he’s going to beat me to death. literally. Then something strange happens. He kisses my forehead.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart.” he says, then exits my room. Once I know he can’t hear me, I sit up and wonder if he was sober for once. I sat there for hours, confused. I heard the front door open. Mom’s home.

 

“Silver!” she calls my name. I slowly make my way to my door and then I open it I see John. I freeze. He gestures for me to go downstairs.

 

“Take your time, Silver” he says as he helps me down the stairs. This is not like him. Not like him at all. What the hell is going on?? I ask myself. When John and I reach the bottom of the stairs, my mom sees John behind me and freezes. John walks around me and walks toward my mom, and kisses her.Who is this and what the fuck has he done to my step dad???? I mean I like this John, but I’m still curious.John makes his way to the fridge and Mom pulls the take-out from its bag. John looks at us with a sandwich in his hand.

“Enjoy your food, ladies.” he says. I look at my mom with shock, and she looks at me with the same face.

“What is going on with him?” she asks. I shrug.

“I have no idea,” I say

“He came home from wherever he was earlier and I pretended to be asleep and he came into my room and kissed my forehead.” I tell my mom.

“Then, he said ‘I’m sorry, sweetheart.” My mom looked like she saw a ghost or was about to pass out. I was in total shock. Mom was clearly confused. As was I. I brushed the thought off long enough to eat. Chinese. Yummy.I stuffed my belly and went to the living room to see John eating peacefully on the couch, WITHOUT a beer. He always has a beer in his hand. I was so confused and I had no idea what to think. John is never like this.

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