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Chapter 1 On one midnight, I was playing some games on my laptop enthusiastically. Then, all of the sudden, there was this loud bang coming from downstairs. Out of curiosity, I went out of my room and saw my parents had got up to see what happen too. They were heading downstairs and I practically followed them. When I reached there, I saw Zac (my brother) lying down on the ground in between the door. He was dead drunk and his face was so red like as if he was slapped for a hundred times. “God, why is he so drunk?” my mum said, while she was pulling Zac into the house. I saw dad went into kitchen instead, and not helping mum. So, I went ahead to give mum a hand. I closed the door and locked it slowly. Then, I went to flip Zac over with all of my strength so that he was lying on his back and not his chest. ‘Damn it, he is so heavy!’ I thought when I had finally flipped him over. Not long, dad came out of the kitchen with a bucket of ice filled with water in his hand. He walked up to Zac and poured the icy water directly onto his face. The ices was hitting against his facial features, so hard that it woke him up immediately. “Oh my god, Ricky (dad’s name), what are you doing?!” mum shouted at dad and went to push the ices away from Zac’s face. As for me, I was so shocked by dad’s action that I just covered my mouth with my palm. “Who the hell was that?!” Zac exclaimed aloud and he sat up, wiping his face with his palms. “It was me, scumbag! Do you know what time is it now? Huh!” dad shouted at him angrily and threw the bucket at Zac. Unfortunately, dad’s aiming was very accurate. The bucket hit directly onto Zac’s head and caused him to gasp in pain. Feeling angry, Zac stood up and gave dad a punch in his face. It was so hard that dad actually fallen onto the ground. At that time, mum and I were too shocked that we just froze on the spot. “You know what! I hate you to core! You think you’re a good dad, huh? I guess you’re dreaming! You never care how I and Sarah feels, all you did is discipline and discipline! Never care about your children!” Zac shouted like mad, revealing words from the bottom of his heart. After hearing all his words, dad stood up and punched Zac in his stomach, sending him onto the ground and knocked the diner table. Not satisfied yet, dad walked up to Zac and kicked him several times as hard as he could. Zac tried to stand up a few times, but dad’s kicks were too harsh that it sent him back onto ground again. When mum became more conscious, she went to stop dad and asked me to bring Zac back into our room. Since young, Zac and I have been living in the same bedroom. Our family is poor and there were only two rooms in our home. Thus, we ended up together. I lifted Zac up with my strength immediately and put his left hand over my shoulder. Seeing dad’s leg was going to hit him again, I quickly pulled and led Zac up to our room. Once we were in our room, I shut the door and locked it. I put Zac onto his bed and said, “Brother, are you in your conscious state?” He didn’t replied and out there, I mean outside our bedroom’s door, dad was shouting and banging on our door. Even though my mum tried to stop, it was useless because dad had exploded in rage. “Zac, you better come out! Or else you will get it tomorrow! Zac! Come out now!” dad kept shouting the same phase over and over again like a mad. I sighed and covered up my ears while looking at the bruises on Zac’s face. +++ The next morning, Zac shook me up and I found myself sleeping on his stomach. It was only 6 a.m. at that time, yet he had waked up already. It is a miracle, I could say. “Sarah, what happened last night? My body is hurting like hell when I woke up this morning and the hangover is killing me too.” Zac said while pulling me away from him weakly. I laughed tiredly and sat up on his bed. He looked at me and asked, “And why are you sleeping on my stomach too by the way?” I stretched my arms lazily and replied, “There is no why...Did you remember what you did yesterday?” “Hmm, I remember I came home dead drunk and…Oh shit!” Suddenly, his eyes opened widely as if he was trying to pop them out of the sockets. His hands were clenched into fists, beating his own knees hardly for a few minutes. “Damn it!” he shouted while he gave his knees the last hardest punch, “I’m gonna be dead meat if I were step out of this room!” I nodded my head tiredly and lied back onto his bed, cuddled up like a ball. I was very sleepy at that time. He started to panic and looked at me as if he was asking me to save him. “Don’t give me that look, Bro. I’m younger and weaker than you. There is no way I can help you with this.” I said bluntly. “Then what should I do? There is no way I could step out of this room!” Zac exclaimed. “You can either jump out of the window or sneak out of the room when dad goes to work?” I suggested. “Suck man! What about you? Don’t you need to get to school now?” he asked. I looked at the alarm on his bed and touched my forehead for a moment. “I guess not…So tired after yesterday night…” I said while I went to take my phone and called mum’s numbers. “Hi, mum. Where’s dad now?” I asked when mum picked up my call. “He is having his breakfast at the diner table now. Has Zac waken up?” mum asked. I looked at Zac, who was trying to snatch my phone from me but I refused to give him. “Yeah, currently he is very energetic. Don’t worry. Oh yea, by the way, Mum, can I take leave from school for today? I feeling giddy and needed more sleep.” I begged her like most kids would. “Okay, only this time. No more next time. As for Zac, ask him to stay in the room until I call you back.” After mum had finished her last word, I greeted bye and hung up soon after that. Zac, who had been trying to snatch my phone, said angrily, “Why you wouldn’t let me talk to mum?” “Cause this is my phone. You have your own phone, why not calling her?” I snapped back. “Petty kid.” He cursed under his breathe, yet I could heard it clearly. I ignored his words and went to my bed to lie down. After several minutes later, I fall into my deep sleep while Zac was busying packing his luggage to prepare. I don’t know why he was doing that but I didn’t care too, because I guess I knew the reasons. Around 2 p.m. later, mum finally made a call and it was Zac who picked it up. “Sarah, your brother is in trouble!” she shouted frantically. “Hey mum, its Zac here. Sarah is in her dreamland still. What happened?” “Zac, listen up. Wake Sarah up and prepare a luggage to run!” mum sounded like she was struggling over something and I guess it was dad. “Okay. What is happening now?” Zac started to panic and was shaking me like crazy, “Sarah, wake up! We’re in trouble! WAKE UP!” He pulled my left cheek so hard that I had no choice but to wake up, and I shouted angrily, “Zac! Stop pulling my cheek, you might tear them off my face!” On another hand, while Zac was waking me up, mum was explaining to him, “Okay, Zac, your dad didn’t go to work today. He said that he wanted to kick you out of this house no matter what and is going to disown you as his son! I don’t know what is going through his mind, but he was like a mad when he said that to me. I guess he can’t stand the punch you gave him last night…” “What the- It was just a punch!” Zac cut off her words. Soon after, dad was outside our bedroom, banging against the door with his body. “Zac, I know that you had wake up already. You better open this door before I break it down! I gonna beat you up like punch bag!” dad ranted. Zac and I went to block the door immediately, so that dad wouldn’t barge in so easily. After all, I don’t wish to see Zac end up in hospital. All of the sudden, a few seconds gone only from when we were blocking the door, Zac said, “Little sis, block it for a moment, while I go and pick my things up.” I got panicked and worried when I heard that because I knew I couldn’t cope it much longer if I’m alone, blocking it. “Better hurry up! Dad will surely break in soon.” that was all I could said, while gathering up all of my strength and focused it on blocking the door. Not long, Zac had picked up all of his things that he wanted to bring along and held my right hand. “It’s okay. There's isn't a need to block it anymore. Let him in.” he said calmly. I stopped my blocking action and starred at him blankly. ‘What was he up to now?’ I thought. Soon, my dad finally broke down the door and came into our room. Zac pulled me behind him and took a blow from dad. He flew onto the ground straightaway, and dad prepared to give him another blow again. “Dad, stop it!” I shouted and cover up Zac to prevent dad from beating him again. “Sarah! You better move away, or else I would beat you up with him too!” dad shouted. After hearing the phrase ‘beat you up with him too’, Zac stood up immediately and gave dad a kick in his ass. “You’re not gonna punch Sarah, you this mad old man! If you ever say that again, I’ll make sure your balls are gone!” Zac shouted at him. While dad was cuddling up on the ground, Zac took my hand and we ran off the room and down the stairs as fast as we could. Just then, while we were going out of the house, mum called out to us, “Zac, Sarah!” “Mum! You are going to leave with us too?” I asked mum, sobbing. I don’t know why and when I was crying, I just felt sad when I heard my dad’s words. I thought I was his precious daughter, as he never beat or even scolds me once before. “Take this. This is all the money I can give. I’m sorry that I couldn’t hold your dad away, but just go somewhere that is safe. Leave your dad with me, his rage will go off soon. Keep in contact.” Mum ignored my question and said while she was crying. She handled a pouch filled with money to Zac and hugged us too. Just then, dad was recovering from his pain fast. He was hopping down the stairs behind mum and shouted, “Melissa (mum’s name), what are you doing?! Why are you giving him the money?! That was our money, not his!” “Enough, Ricky.” mum stopped him from coming near us; “He was our son after all.” “NO! HE IS NOT OUR SON!” dad shouted hard at mum, while mum ignored him and motioned us to go. Zac struck out his tongue at dad and pulled my hand while he started to run out of the house. After only a few miles of running, I stopped Zac and said, “I can’t go with you.” “Sarah, don’t tell me you gonna return to that freaky home again?!” Zac gave me a shock look. “No, that’s not it! I don’t think I can live well with you, you’re only 18 and I’m 15!” “So what?!” he said plainly. “Both of you get back here! Don’t you two dare to run!” dad shouted, while running up behind us. “Shit!” Zac cursed, “So what is your decision now? Go back with dad or me?” I turned my head around and I saw dad was coming after us furiously. I looked back at my brother again and thought a few seconds. In the end, before dad could reach us, I took Zac’s hand and ran as fast as I could. Behind us, I could hear dad screaming on top of his voice to call us come back…but I couldn’t care anymore. I just wanna be free from that freaking strict family and explore with my brother, Zac. – End of Chapter 1 – Labels: bluezrosen, chapter one, leaving home with him 0 Reviews♥ |
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