This was it,, I wasn’t going to be pushed around anymore.
As I opened the door to her face I smiled to myself.
“Hello mother” I said with fake sweetness as she looked at me.
“What do you want child” she spat out.
“I just wanted to tell you,,, I hate you. And you won’t get away with what you’ve f*cking done to me and my brother” I said to her, yelling towards the end.
“Awh, and do you think I care about your opinions? You’re just a child. You don’t matter. Your opinions don’t matter, not to me. Not to anyone!”
My mother smiled, walking towards me
“Stay back!!” I demanded
“I don’t think I will sweetie” she cooed at me, digging her fingers into my cheek.
In a panic, I kneed her in the Gut.
As she let go I ran, picking up the closest thing I could call a weapon- a pole of some sorts.
I held it for dear life as she gained her bearings, advancing on me once more
I couldn’t think straight, a million thoughts blurring into one, and before I knew it,,, my own mother was on the floor, head bleeding, body still. An inanimate object, a vessel without a life to posses it.
The shock took over me, falling on the floor next to the body of my own mother,,, quiet giggles escaping from my lips,,,
Becoming a manic laugh as I repeatedly hit the body next to me.
She was no longer in control, I was.