Part 2...
Prologue
He's come back. Mommy's asleep or she's sick again.
I hide and curl up small under the table in the kitchen. Through my fingers I can see
Mommy. She is asleep on the couch. Her hand is on the sticky green rug, and he's wearing
his big boots with the shiny buckle and standing over Mommy shouting.
He hits Mommy with a belt. Get up! Get up! You are one f**ked-up bitch. You are one
f**ked-up bitch. You are one f**ked-up bitch. You are one f**ked-up bitch. You are one
f**ked-up bitch. You are one f**ked-up bitch.
Mommy makes a sobbing noise. Stop. Please stop. Mommy doesn't scream. Mommy
curls up small.
I have my fingers in my ears, and I close my eyes. The sound stops.
He turns and I can see his boots as he stomps into the kitchen. He still has the belt. He
is trying to find me.
He stoops down and grins. He smells nasty. Of cigarettes and drink. There you are, you
little shit.A chilling wail wakes him. Christ! He's drenched in sweat and his heart is pounding. What
the f**k? He sits bolt upright in bed and puts his head in hands. f**k. They're back. The
noise was me. He takes a deep steadying breath, trying to rid his mind and nostrils of the
smell of cheap bourbon and stale Camel cigarettes.
Hey guys..i know that this prolouge probably doesnt make any sence but u will find outsoon..i will hopefully update 1st and maybe 2nd chap by tonight..
link to previous part 1 http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=4221653
