August 3rd 2024:
This mother is seriously aiming to get herself thrown in an asylum, she is laughing at my sister's suffering, didn't like it when she spoke for herself, I tried to stop the fight but she kept escalating, she brought a broomstick to kick my sister, I stopped her, and she started kicking me instead, I asked her in the calmest tone, "do you feel any better now that you did that?" and she said with fire in her eyes, "yes, yes I did". Even my aunt tried to help, she even came here to calm down since she has been feeling not too well the last weeks, and I saw her getting angry, the first time in a while, and that's when I knew, mother is a selfish person, an horrible person, and I think what she is doing for us, is just for people to appreciate her, to build a good image for herself, but I will destroy this image, everyone will know your real face, everyone will finally get to know you, to really know you, mother.
The hits finally started to kick in, it hurts, and what hurts more is that my own mother did that, consciously, and not regretting anything. If father were to do anything, I will step in again, if anyone should get hit, it has to be me, I deserve pain, it will be the materialization of these lines, the suffering will take a physical form. And I guess that move will make him even angrier, and he will hit me harder, and I deserve it, I deserve the hits, the pain, the suffering, only I shall get hurt, my world shall be protected.
This dumb sister thinks she can take my father's hits easily, of course she can't, I took the blow since I was young I know how hard he hits, and I will be the one taking the blow today, that's my job.
To be honest, I wished I could tell her what's happening at home right now, but she won't answer, the only support I got for now is this book, humans are bound to go, and I hope this book won't go. And I am really surprised I got fifty reads on this book, I didn't think that would be possible, so I want to thank you, dear readers, for reading those lines, and feel free to use it as proof if you ever experience problems like these.
Father came, when shit was going down I came, and I just got in time, he was yelling a bit, I tried to calm it down, and I guess father understood, he didn't hit her, he told her to kiss mother's head to show that she is indeed sorry, and then mother got even angrier, she turned to me, telling me I should not defend anyone, not stand between them, and just watch the fighting, my aunt saved us on this part, she said "No it is good he cares about his sister, he doesn't want anyone to get hurt, and you could have broken her a bone or something with all that rage." Seeing that she lost the argument here, she turned on the next part, where I told her that both of them did a mistake, my sister and her, she said she didn't like that, it offended her, she is the mother and I am the son, two different beings that can not stand on the same ground, I had a beautiful comeback right there, but knowing her and seeing that the situation calmed down a bit, I decided to back down, no one is hurt, and everything is fine, for now. They did stay, my parents and my aunt, in the room, the door closed, talking about what happened, I did hear some yelling, but as long as my sister isn't harmed, it is fine. And even if she brings a bat to break my bones, I am not backing down.
August 4th 2024:
We came back here, the vacation house, we had to set everything up, maybe we will pass the rest of the summer here but that's not likely, since I still have piles of work. I wished I could see her here, since she wasn't answering. I got ghosted? Again? Why? Am I really this despicable? She did say she wants a break from ''life'' but still, I don't know if she is doing alright. One who ends up in that situation might have dark thoughts, and I don't want my friends to end up with those, especially her, she was always cheerful, I am so powerless right now I am hating it again.
No way my overthinking just worked, I posted a story, thinking that she will miss-click it and see it, which will force her to answer to not seem like she ghosted me, and that happened. If what happened on her side is really what I think happened, I can't even think of an expression that will show how broken I will be. That girl said that she cared, that girl read my whole story, she knows what scares me, she knows me, so just, why? You will be surely reading this one day, and I think we may not be in touch anymore, but still, answer this question, why? Were you really busy? Was it cool to have a man care for you? I am not trying to be rude, I just want to understand, I keep filling those holes in your story, until it does make sense to me. Why is you being like that the best thing that seems to fit? Because you said you cared, and yet you don't show it. I might as well just disappear, go radio silent, and see who really cares for my ass, and I guess you won't even be bothered about that, I am just a passerby in your life, a side character that just comes to help and be thrown away by the author, I guess that's what I really am after all.
She didn't even keep her promise on reading that part, but guess what? Guess what? I am keeping mine, I will help, because that's what a good guy does, that's the essence of a promise.