"B-b-but I did-didn't l-l-l-lock the door..."
Daddy turns around like he's gonna walk away.
He's breathing hard, like he's just run a ten mile long race.
Mommy looks close to tears.
I suddenly feel a little bad for Mommy.
~Loretta's POV~
"Mommy?! Are you okay? Mommy! Mommy!"
Kathryn races up to my side flying down the stairs.
Fred turns around and without any concern for Kathryn slaps her.
It feels like slow motion as he and I watch helplessly while our daughter picks herself up off the floor.
For a minute she and Fred just stare wide eyed at one another.
"Kat?" Fred whispers, reaching out to hug her.
Kathryn backs away from him with tears in her eyes.
"Kathryn, sweetie are you al-" Fred starts dazed.
Kathryn jumps behind me trembling.
"Mommy? Please don't let Daddy hurt me again."
Fred backed away.
I turned around to see if Kathryn were seriously injured.
I touched her left cheeck tenderly noticing the red hand print giving way to bluish black.
Kathryn flinched as I felt the length of it.
"Kat," I whispered softly, "What else hurts?"
Kathryn paused, diliberating on weather to tell me or not.
Suddenly, she grabbed my hand, spreading it open.
She bent low and spit two white cubes in my hand.
I lifted them to the light.
I stop breathing.
"Go to your room sweetie...I'm sorry Daddy hurt you...Go rest, okay?"
Kathryn hugs me and runs to her room.
I Stare at what my husband did.
He slapped our daughter so hard, he knocked two of her teeth out.....
I shudder realizing it could have been me....andthe damage would have been so much worse.
Because after i hit the floor....He wouldn't have stopped....
~Kat's POV~
I hold my jaw as I lock my bedroom door.
I go curl up on my bed and cry.
I don't want daddy to get in.