It was her. Why was she here? What was she going to do to me? Oh God, What if Ryan came home early and she saw him too?

As my thoughts spiraled out of control I realized she was staring at me. She had that awful look she always had when she was going to beat me.

How did my mom find me?

Fear took over me and I ran into the house towards my room. I wasn’t quite fast enough with the lock. She had a whip in her hand. I didn’t recognize this one though. Unlike the other one she had used on me this one had thorny spikes and was a deep black color instead of brown.

I could feel myself shaking as she approached me. I did the only thing I knew how to do. I curled up in a ball and laid on the floor preparing myself for what to come.

“You dumb piece of shit! Did you really think you could move out and do whatever the hell you wanted just because I wasn’t around? You ungrateful little brat! Do you even understand the things I’ve done for you?! I sacrificed my happiness just so you would have a family. How can you return my kindness like this” She spat at me. She was glaring at me so hard that I thought I was going to die just from that look alone.

I was too afraid to say anything back. Turns out it didn’t matter what said because she raised the whip not two seconds later and slashed my back.

“AHHH” I screamed. The pain I felt was way worse than anything else she’d ever done or said to me. At least I made sure to only expose my back.

“You dumb child!” She screamed and with every word she said she would hit me. “You…..Can…..Not…..Like……Men! This…..Is……Your……Punishment!” She yelled and kept hitting me until I could physically see the puddle of blood surrounding me.

My consciousness was waning from the blood loss and pain. “Why?” Was all I said before my head hit the floor and the darkness filled my mind.