Beauty and the billionaire

Beauty's eyes still felt heavy with sleep but the sudden loud thud and noise of a shattered glass accompanied by bitter cries and loud groans of a woman and a man jerked her to consciousness. The obvious feelings that something seemed wrong kept her heart skipping momentarily. And as she turned her head around towards the direction from where she heard yet another groan of the Same genre, she felt her bones go numb to the marrow. She got a shock of her life when her eyes met a woman gasping helplessly for breath beneath a figure. The room was poorly lit by a candle because the lights went off,or maybe it was turned off on purpose. A candle burning at one corner of the room emitted the only available light.But she knew exactly who the dazzling figure was. It was the devil sent in human form to torment her and her poor mom. Her step dad was the figure. His strong and powerful fingers were curled around the neck of an already exhausted woman. His lips were fiercely apart and the dim light revealed his yellowish white teeth that gnashed together and made rattling sound like an old wooden stool. In a jiffy she charged towards her step dad with screams and in a bid to get him off her mom,pushed against his shoulders forcefully and threw him off balance. He fell sideways against the side of the entrance door and hit his head against the wall. Covering his head with both hands,he groaned painfully and cursed beneath his breath. Beauty's eyes drooped at her mom's helpless state. She knelt down beside her and hugged her tightly, trembling and crying uncontrollably. The tears were rushing down her eyes like an erosion and for a thousand moment,she felt her world had fallen apart. She wished she was awake at the beginning. She would not have allowed this to happen-as she thought. The sight of her mom's condition made her heart boil with rage. And the thought of the fact that someone she called her husband did this to her grew her anger rapidly . She cursed him again and again until she could no longer think of anything than giving him a taste of his own medicine.Would she garrote him? Well,that was exactly what she thought about, garroting his neck with a hot metal wire that would burn and scald deeply into his ostrich-like neck till he dies painfully and go straight to hell. This was the only thing she thought would satisfy her “revenge”. Her mom's cheeks were a little swollen and her forehead and right ear were bloody. Her hair was scattered…….. A shadow suddenly eclipsed her and she felt a strong hand grip on her neck from behind. She scrabbled her hands for the nearest object to defend herself but could not grasp anything. She soon found herself hitting hard against the floor. She groaned in pain but quickly crawled backwards and leaned against the wall snarling at her step dad striding slowly towards her. He stopped a few steps away from her after she talked. Beauty's nerves somewhat,were beginning to relax and it was evident that she had suddenly stopped crying and was just staring at her mom and murmuring. It was as though nothing was about to happen neither had anything happened. She only stared at her and drew some invisible lines on the tiled floor. Finally she spoke something the ear could understand. Her voice was cold and brief. “The worst mistake i ever made in my life was calling you my father.” She paused. “ And she, calling you her husband”. She added.Her voice was soft and feeble. She turned her face and took a look at her dying mom and abruptly focused back her gaze on the floor. But she caught a picture of her state like a camera,and she wept bitterly in her heart. Her mom was laying with one of her hand on her chest . Her face,brutally bruised. Beauty turned cold at the sight of her and she swallowed hard continuously. Many things were ringing in her mind and her step father knew that. He knew that anything could happen at the slightest,so he resolved to keep some space between them. Beauty played her hands around with pace,from the floor to behind her. She scrabbled continuously until suddenly,she paused. Tears streamed down her eyes as she stared at her step dad. Her face were tight this time. It shew visibly,a sign of great indignation. “I'll kill you bastard”. She screamed and flung a remote at him. He shielded his face with his hands but was too unlucky as the remote hit hard against the corner of his eyes. He shut his eyes and staggered backwards. The painful blow was felt around his eyes and brain. Beauty's eyes swiftly scanned around the room desperately and caught a bottle under the table. She looked at the devil's furious face and clenched fists and she braced for the worst that was about to happen. Her step dad forcefully threw his weight on her but she quick enough to dodge him to another corner of the room. He crashed on the figurines on top of the mini bookshelf by the side of the television. A mirror fell and shattered on the floor. He picked up a broken piece of it and aimed at her. Her heart skipped as she tried to move but slipped and fell and the mirror piece shattered on the wall . It's tiny pieces rain on her thereafter. She quickly got up but was very unlucky this time as a blow landed on her cheek, sending her crashing against the table to the floor. She swallowed hard and held her ribs in excruciating pain She crawled under the table to hide but was dragged out by her step dad who slapped her twice, then curled his fingers around her neck and she gasped helplessly for breath. She was beginning to feel void and stars were dancing lullabies around her eyes when she luckily and accidentally scrabbled across an object beneath the table. Gripping it firmly and with the only remaining strength in her body,she swiped the bottle on his head and he fell sideways to the floor groaning in excruciating pain. Beauty coughed hardly and patted her neck. Soon she recovered a little and was on her feet but she somewhat looked confused. A lot was going through her mind and from the look on her face one could sense that she was ransacking her head for an idea. Was it an escape plan? No. Thinking of how to escape was rather a waste of time as she could probably walk out of the house with ease. Was helping her mom out the next move? No. That would mean staking both her life and her mom which would make things worse. After all her ponderings,she just calmly walked into the kitchen. Her step dad managed to find his feet and was in a short time holding a metal handle. He didn't bother to wipe away the sweaty blood pouring out of the side of his head as he angrily paced slowly into the kitchen. Shortly there were disordered noises and sound of metals ,broken plates, followed by screams and groans and finally,a loud thud. Beauty dashed out of the kitchen with blood stained hands,ran towards the exit door and disappeared,into the darkness of the night.