Fleeing the Nightmarish Father novel Chapter 81

DARIEL’S POV:-

I went to tell her but I found it extremely hard to do it, like, my words died from within and I had no idea where to start or what to tell her.

My own chains restricted me and now when I had words too, I was incapable of releasing me. My fright had stopped me.

“Dammit.”

Cursing, I was in the hall, pulling my hair in frustration. Making my leg constantly out of disturbance, trying to breath properly but failed. The anxiousness didn’t allow me.

“How do I tell you?” My voice broke, trying to gather my fragmented form but it was becoming difficult.

And when I was praying for a miracle to happen so it would take me out of this dismay, I heard footsteps. Recognizing them instantly as my beloved, I looked up hastily .

“S-Saafia?”

Quickly, rising from my seat, my shaky self stared at her mesmerizingly, tilting my head to the side to focus entirely on her.

Narrowing her eyes at me, she whispered my name softly, “Dariel.”

“Yes-”

She slapped me the second I opened my mouth to speak so I could hear what she would take to return to me and return my peace to me.

My eyes widened when she slapped me across my face in a gentle grip. My heart skipped a beat, curling my hands in a fist because if that slap could return her to me.

I would wholeheartedly accept it.

But, instead, she pushed me after grabbing my shirt roughly, breaking into a sob, “Why didn’t you tell me!?”

My body froze, realizing that Jacey had spoken what I couldn’t. My chest clenched accompanied by tears when her tears gleamed on her beautiful cheeks.

“What silence forced you to accept that you did it when you didn’t?!” She yelled, sobbing while hitting my chest softly.

The sound of her wails stabbed me but I couldn’t lift my eyes. from the ground. Quivering, I held back my tears while she held onto me desperately.

“Why couldn’t you tell me it was not you but your Mother?! If Jacey hadn’t told me I would have blamed an innocent. Why did you remain silent, dammit!?” She whisper-yelled, resting her head on my chest.

My heartbeats doubled, my body stopped momentarily to have her proximity after a painful time.

Unable to stop my hands, I ran my fingers down her lock, pulling her in my embrace for my solace, hugging her to never let her go.

I won’t be myself anymore if I lost her.

“Why?!” She sobbed, holding my shirt with her both hands with tears soaking my chest.

Tightening my grip over her, I knew I would break into a sob if I continued yet I forced myself. I couldn’t remain silent anymore.

“Argh, dammit!”

“Stop drinking, please!” I shouted, stealing the bottle from her. She glared at me for a second before pushing her hair behind.

Mama was trying for years to give us a respectable and good life but the snakes around her had thrown her into depression to the point she was on the verge of becoming crazy.

“They will pay. Promise me, Dariel, you will take over the business and push them to the ground. They will pay for each sorrow they have given my family.” She hissed, tears glistening in her eyes.

When I took away the alcohol from her, she ended up sobbing. After a devilishly long time, I saw this hyper and infuriated or else she bore everything for years.

“You know I don’t hold grudges. What is different between them and us if we will also become stone-hearted?” I whispered, turning my head away, resenting the idea of becoming one of them.

“Why the hell are you so kind!? You can’t be my son. Can’t you see how they are treating us?!” She yelled at me, taking her rage on me as I was becoming frightened by each passing second.

She was terrifying me with her demeanor. Things got too far tonight, plus, her driving. She was not letting me drive too.

“I am and I care for all of us. You are only angry, now please. I beg you, Mama, slow down. Let me drive.” I insisted desperately.

She growled, turning her head to me with a fiery fire in her eyes, “I won’t forgive them-”

And in a spur of rage and mindless emotions, she ended up hitting a man who was crossing the road.

“Mama!?”