Blood filled the floor, and she spat some more until she shut her eyes.
Mariah was a good mother and wife before it started, no one knew her pain and how she tried to smile every day but something more painful was coming.
Mariah was a victim of domestic violence and life was extremely unbearable for her, she tried to poison herself, and she also tried to drown herself, but she couldn’t die and all the pain in her life couldn’t end.
“No!” was the word that came out of my mouth in pain, pity and rage that night, it was a night of utter confusion and sadness for me but I couldn’t stop what was happening. It was the night he gave Mariah an ugly scar that marred her for life.
Mariah was a beauty queen, she was tall, had black long hair, blue eyes, full lips and a beautiful face and everyone that knew her had to know that she was blessed but I didn’t know if getting married to a monster was part of that blessing.
Dad’s marriage with Mariah used to be the envy of all, they had something worth dying for and their love knew no bounds. Dad and Mariah stole the show anywhere they went because they were love birds and Dad was a caring and loving husband whom always took care of his wife.
12:45, Yes 12:45 was the time Dad returned from work, I was surprised because he was a busy man, and he hardly returned that early, I noticed that he was sober, so I thought he had lost his job but that was not the problem, it was something bigger than that and I wasn’t going to find out until the day “it” happened.
Days passed and Dad didn’t smile or say a word to anybody till he started coming home drunk every night and when Mariah tried to stop or talk to him she always got a scar, Dad was becoming a monster and nobody could stop him. Mariah was as confused as I was, she didn’t know why the person that loved her most was beating her up every day and the worst part is that she couldn’t get answers.
The 12th day of June was their wedding anniversary and it was supposed to be a happy day for Dad and Mariah but it wasn’t going to be because it was the night someone was going to die.
Dad came home as drunk as always and started destroying all the anniversary decorations, Mariah thought Dad was going to be a good husband again at least just for that night. He started throwing everything and when Mariah tried to stop him he beat her until blood filled the floor, and she spat some more blood before she shut her eyes, I thought that was the end, so I got angry and pushed Dad.
2 weeks later we were all gathered where the burial was happening, it was a bad death, and we had to bury him now that Mariah was fully recovered, it was Dad’s burial, and he died when I pushed him, but he didn’t die because of the push instead he died because he was very sick and the sickness turned him into a monster.
Dad was a good man, but he was going to die soon, and he didn’t want Mariah to worry about him, so he drowned his pains in alcohol and became a monster, I know his actions didn’t make him happy but his mistake was that he drank more to get rid of his pain.
I killed Dad, oh yes I did.
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