Midnight Betrayal

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

One night Hannah wakes up to find her uncle abusing her mother.

I woke up with a start to the sound of glass breaking. My heart pounding, I checked the time. 11:45pm. I could hear voices shouting. What was going on? I pulled on my blue dressing-gown and tip-toed towards the kitchen. The voices were getting louder and more glass was shattering. I recognized the louder, male voice. My uncle.
When I came to a stop a few steps out of the kitchen, I could see him. He was yelling, throwing things at my mother. His face was red with anger and I was frozen; afraid. Mum looked equally as frightened. Her usually gorgeous face was streaming with a mix of blood and tears. She was trying to shout out for him to stop, but all that came out was a whisper.
What was he yelling about? Why was he so angry? What was he even doing here? He picked up a vase and threw it, narrowly missing mum’s head. I gasped, then clapped my hand over my mouth. It was too late, he heard me. He turned in my direction and threw a plate. Mum gasped in fear.
Again my heart was pounding. I ran towards Mum and hid behind the table. My uncle’s ranting wasn’t making any sense and anything I could understand was drowned out by the shattering of glass.
He continued throwing things at Mum and I in turn. Before long my pale skin was covered in a range of cuts and bruises. Every time I tried to speak, no noise came out.
“Hannah!” Mum called, as a plate crashed into my leg.
“Run and call for help!”
The shock of the plate crashing into my leg delayed me for only a few seconds; yet it was enough for him to grab me. He gripped my wrists so tight that it burned.
“Both of you, shut up!” he roared, as he threw me against the wall.
My head was booming, dizziness came over me and nausea took hold of my stomach. Where was the man I respected so much? The man who had played dolls with me, and read me stories. Would he keep this up until we were both dead? That nearly made me cry, but no tears would come.
Mum, now pale and weary, as slumped against the wall; looking as though the fight had escaped. He discovered and set of plates, and was distracted; so I made a break for it. I moved out of the kitchen.
I reached the doorway and ran as fast as I could. I grabbed the phone, and with shaking hands called the police.
It felt like hours, but minutes later the sirens were approaching. The police stormed in and seized my uncle. Mum was shaking with fear, and was guided to the ambulance. For the first time that night, the tears fell. I’d been betrayed by one of my closest friends. Shaking, I fell to the ground; overcome by emotion. It was over, our night of horror had ended.


Submitted: June 03, 2009

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Chococat

wow!! that is so good!! i aboslutly love it!! i love it!! ????

Thu, June 4th, 2009 3:50am

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thanx cat :)

Thu, June 4th, 2009 1:51pm

MissChildish

WOW intense Jose, you captured the emotions really well and I felt like I was really there, really well written!!! LOVED IT!

Thu, June 4th, 2009 8:00am

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thanx Liz :)

Thu, June 4th, 2009 1:53pm

XDaNaX

Really like it very dramatic im into it !!!!!!!!!

Thu, June 4th, 2009 7:23pm

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thanx heaps :)

Thu, June 4th, 2009 1:55pm

apocalypso

intnese or what

Fri, June 5th, 2009 6:40am

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yeah.. just a little

Fri, June 5th, 2009 1:58am

lozzyrox

awesome Jose. very realistic!

Sun, June 7th, 2009 10:44am

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thanx lauren

Sun, June 7th, 2009 4:06pm

The Divine Miss M

OMG!! Jose that was awesome!! but kinda sad :(

Very Well Done! :)

Wed, September 16th, 2009 7:56am

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thanx

Thu, September 17th, 2009 2:51pm

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