Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

Martin

I stop at the end of the drive way. My feet stopping me from going farther. I can’t go back in, but i can’t stay out here. What’s worse? Hearing what’s left of my mother get beat out of her, or get trapped within Sam’s way’s. The latter seemed worse, i can’t help my mom when i’m trying to help myself. So force my legs to move, step by step i walk into the nightmare of home. 


As soon as i step inside i get bombarded with questions. “Where have you been?” “Why didn’t you call?” “Why didn’t you tell me you left”? I have no answers to none of them, so i prepare to ignore her and walk into my room; but He walks in. “What are you yapping about woman? What he does doesn’t concern you. He’s a grown man, he does what he wants. He doesn’t need a bitch to question him.” His words cause my stomach to boil, the anger, hot and wild. The heat was so sweltering, that i could feel the steam coming out of my ears. He called her a what?


“Who are YOU?” My words punctuated with a shove. “If any one’s a bitch, it’s you! You come here, stay in OUR house, eat OUR food, and try to run OUR family!” How can you live with yourse-”. My words cut off ass he grabs my neck and slams me against the wall, my feet leave the floor as he chokes me. “No you listen here boy! THis is My house, My food,and MY woman. You don’t run shi- FUCK. One of my feet kicks out and hits his crotch, while he’s down i grab the baseball bat near the door and hit him with it, each hit is one he gave to my mother, each one i wasn’t able to stop.


“No! Martin, stop;don’t hurt him!” “Don’t hurt HIM? Mom he hurts YOU, He deserves to be hurt!”  I raise the bat to hit Him again but she snaches it out of my hands before i could deliver the blow that could have delivered us. “I said STOP!” “Yeah, listen to your mother Martin, or you get what’s coming to you.” I almost ripped the bat from my mom’s hands, the way he said my name, i could almost see his darkness attached to it like wet clothes. 

“Martin! I think that’s enough. Sit down!”. My mom’s arms drag me to the couch, leading me with my feet because my eyes were attached to Him. Never leaving, you can never be safe with the devil. 


“WE need to talk about this. You two need to get along. Martin, i love Him, he loves me, He's going to be here for a while, you’re just going to have to get used to it.”


“You want me to used to Him beating you? Him, using you? Mom this isn’t love, this is abuse! You deserve more than him! He’s nothing! Nothing but a weak bastard who preys on lonely woman”.


“Now hold on there, i’m not going to sit here, and let you talk to me like that, i’m sure as hell not going to let you hurt me. Danna. You need to make a choice. Either i go, or he goes”.


Yes! He’s finally leaving! He’s finally leav-

What?

“Mom- you can't possibly be thinking about this!

It’s me your little boy, or Him the man who is responsible for the bruises on your arm!” 

I grab her hand and held it up to her face, so she could see the marks residing there. She looks at Him, then at me. Her stare roots me to the spot. The look in her eyes tells me i’m gone. The cost of being alone is heavier than the weight of my worth. 

“Martin-” 

My name on her lips wakes me and im out the door. I can’t bear to hear the rest of her excuses. She chose him over ME! Well i’ll chose life over death.

I’m going to find Sam.