This choice: Protrect your 'son' at all costs. • Go Back...Chapter #5An old story by: Drez  
Daniel's father, Tom, didn't use to drink. Tom never touched a bottle in his life, but after his wife died he went into a deep depression and started to drink to drown his sorrows. Unluckily, he's a mean drunk. If he was a jovial drunk, you wouldn't mind at all. Tom comes home drunk at least every other day. And he beats his son...or he would, if you weren't there. When not at school, Daniel is usually hiding in your stomach. Your stomach is Daniel's only safehaven from his father. You heard Daniel crying himself to sleep in your stomach for countless nights. This is no life for a boy. Daniel has told you that he feels safe from harm in your stomach, and you're perfectly willing to eat him. Instead beating on Daniel, Tom has started to beat on you...but you fight back. You may have not claws, but you're able to outrun a drunken man, and throw items at him to defend yourself. The police has come to Tom's house so often that you only need to dial 911 and the police will come quickly. On the nights Tom comes home drunk, he's hauled away by the police. In the morning, when Tom is having a hangover, he apologies whatever he did while drunk. You're getting tired of this, and Daniel deserves so much better.
It's Thursday night and you're reading a bedtime story to Daniel. Daniel is 12 years old. Your bedtime stories are usually about Daniel's mother. You hear a car pull in the driveway. Tom is home. Daniel is already in your belly, so he has nothing to fear.
"Snitch...or whatever your damn name is, come here" said Tom as he enters the house. His voice is slurred. Sighing, you exit Daniel's room and go to see what Tom wants.
Tom has brought some friends over. Two other men has come home with Tom. One man is just as drunk as Tom is. The other man looks to be sober. The sober man is in his mid-20's and has black hair and is wearing a trench coat. The other drunken man is short and fat and has red hair. You think you recongize the sober man, but can't be sure. The sober man must be a resident of the town because he doesn't freak out when he sees you.
"Cook me some dinner" orders Tom.
It's 2:30 AM.
"Tom, I'm really getting tired of this" you say. "you're suppose to take care of Daniel, and being drunk half the time isn't a good way to do that!"
"Stop bitching and make me some dinner" said Tom. "I shouldn't have to repeat myself"
"And I would like some flapjacks" said the other drunken man. The sober man is trying to keep Tom upright.
"I'm not cooking anything for a bunch of drunks" you say.
"Now, you listen here" said Tom. "this is my house,which means you have to do anything I say"
"That doesn't mean I'm your slave" you snarl.
"Where is Daniel?" asked Tom. "I need you, boy! Make this bitch cook me a meat loaf"
Daniel is trying not to listen in your stomach. He hates to see his father like this, and it's 1,000 times worse for him to hear his father.
"Tom, go easy on Daniel" said the sober man.
"I am going easy on Danny" said Tom, sitting roughly in a chair. The other drunken man passes out on the couch as soon as he sits down.
"Daniel is terrified of you, Tom" you say. "his mother dies and you crawl into a bottle...that's no way to raise your son"
"Ah, just shut yer mouth, you fat little bitch" said Tom.
"A bitch is a female dog" you say. "I'm a female tiger" The sober man laughs.
Tom gets up and smacks you upside the head with his hand. You snap then. You grab Tom's hand and you throw Tom into the wall. You're not too strong, but you're able fight off a drunk. Tom, not being able to stop himself, runs headlong into the wall and he falls to the floor and doesn't move.
"Call the police" you say to the sober man.
The police come to your house and arrest Tom. The other drunken man is still passed out on the couch, so the police hauls him away too. The sober man stays.
"What's your name?" you ask, when all the ruckus is over. Daniel has gone to sleep.
"Jerome" said the man. "I was the one who brought Tom home. I..didn't want to bring him here, but you try arguing with a drunk"
You sigh.
"I knew Tom before he started to drink" said Jerome. "he was a good family man, until Harriet died.....it's an old story, a man drowning his sorrows over a loved one that died"
"Yeah..." you say. "I wish I could just leave here so Daniel won't keep hiding in my stomach...I like him in my stomach, but a boy should by out playing instead of hiding from a drunken father"
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