“Nooooo, don’t hurt my mommy!” Cordary hollered out, and that’s when it happened.
Blowl!
Boo’s kneecap exploded upon impact of the hollow tip slug. She grabbed it with both hands and threw her head back, screaming in agony. Tears rolled out of her eyes and blood seeped between her fingers. Lying where she was on the shiny waxed floor, she bawled and whined like a toddler.
Seeing that she was already in great pain, T.J. took the liberty to stomp on her thigh, adding to her suffering.
“Fonky-ass hoe! That s**t, hurt don’t it?”
“Please, T.J., stop! No more!” Boo begged him.
“Daddy, why are you doin’ this? Stop, you’re hurting mommy!” Cordary called out, with tears spilling down his cheeks. He was afraid for his mother.
“Welp, since he knows who I am anyway,” T.J. pulled off his ski-mas
