Eruption (316 hits)
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Submitted by Williamson (View user info) at 2005-07-17 03:36:00 EDT
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"No matter what happens son, you know I'll always love you."
Timothy thought back to when he was just a little boy, his father always so loving and his life so happy. He didn't know what had changed. Was it his fault? Why had daddy become so angry? Why was he always hitting mummy?
About six months ago Justin had lost his job as a builder to cheaper foreign labour. Without a ugood education he had nowhere else to go and nothing else to do. He had quickly turned to alcohol as his saviour from his troubles. Liquor helped forget.
Now Mummy lay on the floor dazed as Daddy hit her again and again. Timmy screamed and screamed. He knew he was a big boy. He knew he wasn't supposed to cry. 8 year olds are supposed to be strong. Mummy hardly moved as Daddy smacked her again and again with the back of his hand. With every hit she lay there with only a soft whimper escaping her lips. A silent tear running down her cheek.
Timmy didn't know why Daddy hit Mummy, but he always knew that when Daddy came home late with that strange smell on his breath he would become angry. Timmy called Daddy's angry nights "eruptions" because he thought Daddy acted like an angry, loud volcano. Whenever Timmy asked Mummy about Daddy's eruptions Mummy would smile and change the subject. Timmy knew these weren't real smiles. He didn't understand why Mummy didn't tell him why Daddy hit her. He was too scared to ask Daddy.
Now Mummy lay on the floor, blood pouring from her nose slowly and trickling from her cheek onto the carpet. There was a bloodstain from every time Daddy had one of his eruptions. Timmy remembered when the carpet was clean. Mummy lay dazed, looking at Timmy as they both cried together. "Stop! Stop hitting Mummy!" whimpered Timmy quietly, though he tried to scream it. He never could speak when Daddy was hitting Mummy like this. He felt like he couldn't breathe.
"Shut the fuck up you ignorant little fuck!" yelled Daddy. His Daddy's words scared Timmy. His legs became weak and he fell to the ground in the corner of the room.
Daddy began kicking Mummy. Mummy just lay there. She had no power to defend herself. She looked at Timmy, never once looking away. Blood began to dribble out her mouth and suddenly her eyes froze. She was no longer looking at Timmy, she was looking at nothing. Her body went limp. Timmy didn't understand what was happening. Daddy stopped kicking.
"What have I done..." wept Daddy. Timmy held his stomach in pain from crying. He didn't know what had happened. Suddenly fear grew inside him as Daddy looked right at him. "This is your fault." said Daddy quietly, raising a finger at Timmy, "This is your fault!" he screamed. Daddy began walking over to Timmy. Timmy could no longer cry. He could no longer scream. The only thing he could do was remember back to when times were better.
"No matter what happens son, you know I'll always love you." echoed through his head as Daddy approached him. He looked up and saw his Daddy's eyes.
Daddy rose his hand...
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Submitted by morontian (user info) at 2005-10-30 08:15:29 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I remember reading this the first time and wishing I could rate it.
Submitted by ghola (user info) at 2005-10-30 07:45:46 EST (#)
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Submitted by missedthepoint (user info) at 2005-10-30 07:32:45 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Jesus W
I hope this is fiction.
Submitted by FunnyAsCancer (user info) at 2005-10-30 05:38:37 EST (#)
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