Rating : T
Pairing : Still Marki
Summary
: When a boy not as lucky as the other, he's trying to regain his
happiness, of course with his beloved family and friend helps.
Warning : Violonce, Physical abuse, Emotionaly wrecked
Part 6 – Those Nightmares
I
waited him as nervous as him.
He
took a deep breath before he’s starting it.
“It was not my favourite nightmares. But it
always comes.”
“What nightmares, Ki?”
“Me being in small dark closet with big
rats.”
I
gulped, ‘Big rats?’
“ ‘He’ used to lock me on a dark small
closet under the stairs with that horrible rats. It was ‘his’ favourite. He
knew I hate and scarred of them. They were big, wild, and mean. But ‘he’ just
locked me there with them, letting them to bite me and ate me there. The more I
covered my body and hauled them, the more they aggressive and wild, till I
couldn’t fight again and let them ate me. And I never dare to screamed even I
wanted so much to shout.”
My
heart fell. I was sure those scars on his face was rats masterpiece. He let out
his hands and showed me the scars on his wrist. Their masterpiece too. ‘Oh God’ I had to take a deep breath as took his hand
grabbed them gently.
I
opened his palms and looked those scars over his palms.
“Were this their teeth too?”
But
he shook his head.
“This was from ‘him’, to remind me as a bad
kid.”
I
looked at him as ready to hear another bad story of him.
“ ‘He’ kept ensure me that I was a bad kid,
naughty and useless. ‘He’ never like me, ‘he’ hates me. Sometimes he used ‘his’
belt and cane on my palms till it bleeding or put my palms on the door and
smashed it for several times.
Flashback
“Come here, you little shit!!” as ‘he’
grabbed Kian’s sore hand from the beating last night, to the door. ‘He’ opened
the door and put Kian’s hand at the door
Before Kian knew what his
father would do, his father smashed the door through Kian’s little palms and
pinched them hard on a door. Kian shocked with the pain. He almost screamed,
but he had learnt to keep his screaming.
‘He’ pinched them hard
several times, till it blood, and Kian couldn’t stand with the pain. It was
hurt so much, it felt like his bones were crushed. Till he couldn’t stand much
longer and let his little whimpered out.
“What was that? Did I hear something?” ‘he’
put his ear even closer on Kian, and not only a whimper ‘he’ found out but a
also a dripping tears.
“Well, you cried now, that would be double,
and another for crying.”
Kian couldn’t breath, and
just could feel the horrific pain over his hand. He let his tears down, not
caring what would happened next. It wouldn’t different, ‘he’ would beat him
anyway.
And Kian had to pay his
tears.
“Now, drop your pants!”
Kian couldn’t move his
hands. It hurt so much. And this made ‘him’ even madder.
‘He’ pulled Kian to the
table and faced him down on belly. ‘He’ pulled off Kian’s pants roughly and
gave him a good belted on his back and his butt till Kian passed out.
End flashback
“I passed out for two days and I couldn’t
use my hand properly for over two months. My hands were cracked out.
I
couldn’t breath as he telling his story, like my heart was ripped out. I felt
sick! It couldn’t be that bad, that was hell!!
A fucking living hell! And his father who’s done that! Bastard! Animal!
“’He’
never like me, Mark. ‘He’ hated me so much. He hated me for killing mam. He
said I was a mistake, that I shouldn’t be born. Mam was very ill when she was
having me and ‘he’ believed ‘his’ little family had perfect with mam and my
brother Nicky, ‘he’ didn’t want more. ‘He’ wanted to abort me for my mam
safety. She shouldn’t have a baby. She wasn’t strong for labouring it. But she
kept me, and with her last strength she brought me out to the world, and the
next morning she died. It was my mistake and I was a mistake. ‘He’ told me that
everyday. That I shouldn’t be born and took me mam’s life. ‘He’ loved her so
much! That's why ‘he’ put up with me and why the beatings were all my fault.”
“But Nicky was there. He was there from the
beginning. He took after me and raised me while ‘he’ beat me up. Nicky was
always stand up for me. He tried so bad to protecting me, but he couldn’t done
that all the time, as I have to stay at home with ‘him’ while Nicky had to work
at the dock.
“I stayed with ‘him’ everyday never letting
me out except to buy him a big bottle beer, and got the beating everyday. I
always ended half conscious on the floor, bruised and bleeding, sometimes I
vomited myself before he threw me to the closet with the rats. Then Nicky would
pull me out from there when he was come home. He bathed my wounds and changed
my dirty clothes and wrapped me up, took me to the safest place for me, and he
would comfort me with the world ‘hang on, Ki, when our money had enough I’ll
taking you out from here, keeping you away from ‘him’ forever’. That’s why
always I hanged on there, waiting for the chance to get out from ‘him’.”
I
kept listening with heart breaking.
“Nicky knew my daily life at home, and he
was always looking a chance to take me out from the house, keeping me away from
him.
“Till one day he had a chance. And … that
brought us to meet Mrs. Sullivan and Shane.”
I
held my breath. Alright a new chapter.
TBC
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