Tricky Fate: In Love With My Bully

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ght for a moment only for the darkness to return. I snuggled closer into my pillow, but the sound of the rain beating down on the old tin roof wouldn’t

and this was the time I had to myself before I had to be up by three a.m. the following morning for another round of chores. It

dead in my tracks. At first, I thought I was imagining it, but then, it was followed by the shuffling of feet and I could hear muffled screaming

lanket was in a puddle on the floor, and the room I’d arranged before now looked scattered like they had both abandoned it in a hurry. Som

the top of the stairs, I paused, pressing myself into the wall so I couldn’t be seen. From where I stuck my head through, I could make out some men in all black, moving things ar

father anywhere. All of a sudden, this seemed like a movie I’d seen somewhere else–maybe a spell of dejavu–but seeing it play out in my own home was beyond frightening, and my pu

father and I finally found him by the side of the front doo

oom went silent, and the men looked towards the curve of the stairs wh

dly that they wouldn’t pay attention to me. Fuck. What if I’d made the situation worse by coming out?

tood in the way of their plans? I peeled my eyes open slowly, half-expecting the area to be clear and

next to where my stepmother was kneeling, the floor soaked with her tears. I went quiet as my step mothe

e, her ombré-coloured hair mopping the floor. In all my life, I’d never s

elt as if the world had come to a standstill, and it was just us in this room, left to our own fate. The men silently carried on with moving the r

nny, and tell her that everything was going to be okay. But, what good would that do? And besi

t together because of him. It wasn’t like my father was any better than they were, but he wa

g. Her body convulsed as sobs racked through her core, but she was silenced by a heavy blow across her face. My father was carelessly heaved up from the flo

sted myself. “Y’all are fucking dimwits, and have to be soulless monsters

ng to let go of my father from the height he’d

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ing on the floor and I sucked in a sharp breath, my gaze travelling upward from those sharp s

eflect the depth of the ocean even from this distance and

boss asked, his stare laced with venom. He looked down at me condescendingly, h

hroat. But, the boss threw his face away like he couldn’t stand the s