Drabble: 29
POV: Dimitri
I had always been brought up with values instilled into me every single day.
Never disrespect elders. Never turn your back from your duty. Never, ever, mistreat a woman.
Sadly, I can't say the same for my horrible excuse of a father. He lost the right to be a father a long time back.
And frankly, I'm happy he did.
Because what he did to Mama, the way he never showed his children any consideration, never gave them love, and the names he called us, is something none of us will forget.
Mama still has nightmares sometimes.
Karolina still wonders if her father ever loved her.
Sonya still cries every time he's brought up.
Viktoria still wishes she never knew he existed.
And me?
I wish that I had done more than just beat him up.
People like him don't deserve to live.
Because all they do is scar themselves, their families, their friends.
And those scars never heal.
