Chapter 2: Fury

I can’t believe he already...

“WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING HERE!”

I hear an angry loud male voice and immediately slide down from my boyfriend’s lap with terror. Before I can turn to look, I see a hand grabbing my boyfriend’s collar and pulling him away.

I follow the hand to see my father’s brother! Uncle is at least one and a half taller than him. Combined with the large belly hanging out from his fat body, he is at least 60 kg heavier than my boyfriend. His face is filled with violent anger which says he is going to kill my boyfriend.

As my uncle’s hand soars in the air toward my boyfriend’s face, I close my eyes. I open my eyes after I hear the loud sound of the thunderous slap followed by my boyfriend’s shriek of pain. I see him crying in pain but suddenly his voice goes out as my uncle launches his fist into his stomach. My boyfriend falls to the ground with his hands shielding his belly and my uncle gives two hard kicks again to his stomach and places his foot on his head.

“You fucking piece of shit!...” He kicks him again. “ ... If you ever come near her I will fucking kill you!”

Uncle lifts his shoe from his head and then asks him “Do you understand?”

With tears rolling from his eyes he nods his head. Uncle kicks his face. I close my eyes and hear my boyfriend scream.

“When I ask you a question, you reply?” I hear my uncle say. “Are you going to come near her?” He asks my boyfriend.

“No” I hear my boyfriend say. All of us know he is telling the truth. No one is coming near me again, not him, not anyone. I hear two more kicks followed by my boyfriend’s screams.

I open my eyes as I hear his rapid footsteps moving towards the door! I see my uncle locking the door after him. I had forgotten to lock the door!

My uncle turns. I am shaking in fear. I see his anger but he doesn’t have the visceral violent hate that filled his face before. Instead, I see disgust. Suddenly I am more ashamed than scared.

What am I going to tell him? What is going to happen next? Mom is going to kill me. How will I show my face to Daddy? As he starts moving toward me, my fear starts building again. I close my eyes and lower my head in shame.

“How dare you open your fucking legs at your age!” I hear him shout. I never expected anybody to speak to me like this. It feels like someone is stabbing me. I feel like crying but stop myself.

“Look at me when I am talking to you, whore” he scolds. I twitch at being called a whore but can’t find the courage to look at him.

I feel his hand grabbing my cheek and forcing my head up, to face him. I still keep my eyes closed. Suddenly I feel the burning sting of his hand crashing down on my cheek. I have never been hit this hard before. I can feel my skin burning at the places where his hand landed. I start weeping.