Home of Hell Part One; 'Chapter One: The Daily Routine'

Lonliness captured my heart as I watched the television set and the empty recliner. I could picture the entire scene of what happened five hours ago. I could hear the voices echoing in my ears of the acters on the television, my face was flushed and eyeliner dragged down the bottom of my eyes. I remember every single little part of today, wishing I remembered nothing; that i could hit my head off the closest wall getting amnesia, so i could lay in my bed aimlessly not knowing anything.
It was a Tuesday morning, I walked down stairs to find my worn out sneakers but instead i come to face that bitch that i call my mother, Cheral. She was sitting on that same recliner, completely stoned, yelling at the hopeless dog.
I looked at the clock in the den, I could barely read it because I was so tired from not sleeping well. I walked ten steps closer to the corridor of the living room attached to the room Cheral was in. She looked up at me smiling, but her eyes werent on me.
"You have school today, dont you?" She asked.
"Yes.... I'm on my way. I'm just looking for my sneakers... Have you seen them?"
"what the hell do i look like? i don't keep track of your damn sneakers"
"okay.."
The recliner squeaked and she stood up, wobbling. She had nothing but me to hold on to so she could catch her balance. Immediately, she grabbed on to my sholders, exhaling deeply, digging her finger nails in me.
I moved away quickly to make her fall. Instead she tripped over Maddie, my puppy.
Cheral started screaming into my left ear and I ran towards the kitchen, grabbing my flipflops and my government book.
My mom wasn't that much far behind my as she chased after me.
"Who do you really think you are, child?" she studdered.
I slipped on an ice patch and I couldnt get up. My hands were frost bit instantaneiously and tears flowed out of my eyes. I breathed heavy with my knees up to my chin.
Cheral stopped and I looked up at her, observing her blood shot eyes staring back at me. She grabbed my ponytail and pulled me up off the ground pushing me in the house. I fell on the carpet of the living room,gripping onto threds of the carpet with my life. I was full of anger, I was tired of this routine every morning.
I knew in the back of my head I was going to miss school for the second day this week, but I didn't know what she was thinking, what she wanted to do with me.
I was praying to God that Ben would show up, but he didn't.
Cheral stated screaming and punching me everywhere she could reach. I cried as my spine was bruising from the abuse and my legs gave out because of how upset i was.
I didn't hit her back, I remember the last time I did, she woke up Jerry to "take care of me." He was in the other room sleeping.
Cheral looked at me and seen the fear in my eyes, as she smiled getting off of me walking in the other room. I dashed to my bedroom and shut the door, hiding under my covers. My mouth was bleeding as I shaked of anger, crying hopelessly.
Jerry opened the door and I started crying out loud.
"shut up. this wont take long" he exclaimed. "Turn your television up louder"
I knew if I didn't do as he said, I would have to pay the consequences. I turned up the volume and closed my eyes.
Jerry shut the door and pulled down the blinds covering my windows.
I could hear his foots steps getting closer and closer to my bed.
He grabbed my chest and pulled down his underwear, then removing mine.
he came closer and i could feel the pressure down between my legs as he moved up and down.
Tears came down my cheaks as he got off ten minutes later, walking to my mirror.
"you aren't tight anymore" he whispered.
I didn't respond.
"You tell anyone about our little way of taking care of business and you wont see another day"
He walked out of my room and I got up slowly, trying not to hurt myself anymore. Between my legs burned sourly. I held myself and noticed blood on my fingers when i put my pillow back behind my head.
My breathing got heavier and soon enough i fell asleep, dreaming of the weekend.
Dreaming of three years ago, when this wasnt the daily routine.