A Mother's Instinct
Written by: Miradeathnote
Chapter 1
"Where are we going?" Feliciano asks, glancing out the front window. Our mom just keeps driving silently, not answering again. My brother has been asking this question the whole time we've been on the road. My curiosity keeps growing and growing, ready to burst at any moment.
It started this morning. Mom woke us up for the first time. All she said was, "Pack up. We're going on a trip." So my brother and I pack our book bags with a day worth of cloths. Usually on mom's surprise "trips" we end up going with one of her new boyfriends. But when we got to the car this time, no one else was in the car.
So here we are. My brother asking questions, mom staying silent, and me getting more irritated by the second.
"Answer him please!" I finally snap. She slams on the breaks. Feliciano and I hold our breaths. She slowly turns in her seat to glare at us. "Shut. Up."
She starts up the car again, and this time we both stay quiet.
When we arrive at the first building we see after hours of traveling, does Feliciano say anything.
"Is this a hotel?"
"No," she answers, getting out of the car. She gestures for us to follow. When we get out of the car I notice a sign a little ahead of us.
Mixon's Orphanage, we give the poor boys a home!
She took us to an orphanage! She was turning us in! She was getting rid of us!
I whip myself around, grabbing my brother's wrist. I start to walk him to the car, when she finally says something.
"Get over here. You do not belong to me anymore!"
My brother turns wide eyed at her, tears in his eyes. Confusion was painted perfectly on his face. That's when she grabs me by the ear, and Feliciano by the arm. She drags us up ten cement stairs, and shoves us into the gloomy building.
No matter how much we struggled, we could not wrestle out of her grasp. My brother desperately cries out,
"Let me go! Please! I lo-"
Our mom then throws him on the floor. He starts to cry. I bite her hand quick, earning a small victory of a pained yelp. I run over to my brother, and stood behind him protectively. Her eyes seem to darken watching my brother cry his poor heart out. She glowers at him.
Then she snarls, "I hate you."
I am not surprised. However I must ask the question for my brother. Plus it has haunted me for a while now.
"Why?" She then moves her gaze to me, and glares even fiercer. She looks like she is willing to kill us here and now.
Instead she just turns and heads for the door. When she's at the door she pauses.
"I hate you the most, Lovino." Then she slams the door behind her.