"How did you get here? How did you find me?"
"That's not important." With my arm pinched within his grip, he pulls me back toward the house.
"It's not this way," I tell him. Regardless of distaste for Mom's newfound relationship, and the fact that I’m stuck here against my will, I will still do everything to protect her from him. I will never watch this man hurt her again.
"Which means it is," he says.
"I'll kill you if you try to hurt her again," I grunt.
"Sin, Sin, Sin. Are you too stupid to realize who hurt who here? I bet you aren't threatening death upon your mother if she hurts me again, are you?"
"You deserve to feel pain. You deserve to suffer. You're a shitty excuse of a father and a shittier excuse of a husband." I spit at him and pull myself out of his grip, thankful to have my strength restored.
"I will kill you if you touch her. That's a promise," I say again.
He laughs at me as he continues walking forward. "You're too scared to step on an ant, son. Please."
I want to prove this asshole wrong in every way possible.
