Ellie_wr1
" happiness is not by chance but by choice"
The only quotes he can never relate.
Never.
The shattered glass from the whiskey bottle flying before hitting the ground, and make a sound
But all he could hear is the cry of his mom begging that person to stop hitting them.
He stop feel the pain, too numb already
His mom cried harder before been hit to the ground
He wants to scream, to shout for help...
But he couldn't.
Not when his throat already throbbing from the choked earlier.
Now he can't speak, can't feel and can't even try to help
Once, the one that hitting them or...
So-called ' father ' stops and black out on the couch.
He rushed his mom only to find her breathing shallows...
Then
Stop.
Forever.