Father, stopped infront of me and I lowered my gaze I don't want him to find the truth.
" Um,.. I got into an accident and that's why I got late. The driver took me to the hospital for bandage and that's why I didn't buy the...bread." another lie I told the father which I highly doubt that he would be believed me but I didn't dare to gaze up and look at him. I was so afraid of him.
He stepped closer to me and I held my dress in to the ball of fist. He drew his face closer to mine and begin sniffing me like a dog.
And my heart dropped to the ground. I forgot about that my father has a ability to sniff things out and tell who's scent on them. I frozed like a statue.
" I can smell the scent of a male wolf on you. It's way too strong who's who could that be? This is the last chance I am giving you to come clear Aisling or it would be worse for you." he threatened me but I can't throw cassy under the bus, just because I am afraid and weak.
I can't let father do the same with her like he has done with me over the past years, abuse me, torture me, locking me up for days in the dark basement. How can I forget about the pain and the suffering I've gone through over the year and I don't want cassy to go through all this trauma. I decided to keep my mouth shut as always and don't speak.
I can see through the corner of my eye that aunt Fiona was standing at the doorway, hearing all this.
" Tell me the truth, who was you with? and I am not going to ask you again." he asked me again.
" Father, I was with no one, believe me."
He grabbed my hair hard with his hand, knotting it into a fist he slammed me hard against the pain which makes me scream in pain. Tears welded up my eyes
" TELL ME! YOU f*****g INFERIOR ANIMAL! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN SPENDING YOUR NIGHTS WITH?? TELL ME WHO IS HE?" He barked at me..
" Father... please, believe me I was with no one... you are hurting me." I was begging him to have mercy on me but he was holding my arms from behind and twisting it.
" What do you think I am fool? I can't let you destroys my pride again. You have already done enough. But today I am gonna end this. I am gonna kill you. I am gonna kill you Aisling if you don't tell me his name."
Tears were streaming down from my eyes and aunty Fiona was just watching the show. Not stopping Father.
" I was with no one Father." I repeated myself again. But father was no way near to listen to me. He lost his temper completely today.
" Tell me, do you planned of running again with him? f*****g, you piece of s**t. I will not let you play this game again." He growled.
And he swung me down on the floor, I touched my nose and it was bleeding.I was begging him to not beat me but he didn't stop. Screams died in me and floated belly up, like dead fish. Cowering on the floor, rocking between dread and disbelief, I realized that I was gonna die.
I heard the thud of wood on flesh. Boot on bone. On teeth. The muffled grunt when a stomach is kicked in The muted crunch of skull on floor. The gurgle of blood on a my breath.
Blue-lipped and dinner-plate-eyed, The abyss where anger should have been.
" I AM GONNA KILL YOU!" He picked up a knife from the table and attempted to kill me but aunty Fiona intervene this time and held his hand before he could slit my throat.
" Stop it! Federick, have you lost your mind? Do you want to cover your hands in blood of your own child? give this knife to me." she said not because she wants to protect me but she was protecting her brother, my father.
She snatched the knife out of his hand and threw it away.
" Take her away from my eyes. I do not want to see her face again.' Father said.
He looks at me down with the last piece of hatred before leaving the living room and aunty Fiona went after leaving me all alone, all by my self.
I wept for hours. For myself, for the fact that I should be dead and had somehow survived. I cried for everything I'd lost, every injury I'd ever received, every wound- physical or otherwise. I cried for that trivial part of me, once so full of colour and light- now hollow and dark and empty.
I couldn't stop. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't beat her. he won today and I had known it.
The walls closed in- the ceiling dropped. I wanted to be crushed; I wanted to be snuffed out. Everything converged, squeezing inward, sucking out air. I was grasping for my body, but it hurt too much each time I tried to maintain the connection. All I had wanted- all I had dared want, was a life that was quiet, easy. Nothing more than that. Nothing extraordinary. But now... now... I left with nothing but chaos in my life.
I wanted to scream and tell the world that I was in pain and help me but there's no one to listen to me. I was left alone with all this excruciating pain to bear all myself. Who should I blame for this? Father, Cassy, Valentina, Azelaic or myself. I don't know... I don't know... I have no answer for this. I never had a answer for anything. I hated every second of my life with out you azelaic. I know you will come back one day but I don't know if I would be alive.