She was back in the house she had spent most of her childhood in watching a scene she had seen many times before. Her mother was standing in the middle of the kitchen and her father was yelling at her mother in a drunken rage. He didn't stick to yelling for long. Soon he started hitting her mother.
All of a sudden Mac was in her mother's place and her father turned into Chris.
"You worthless whore!" Chris yelled at her while slapping her face. Mac's first instincts were to defend herself but her limbs wouldn't move.
"Did you really think you could sneak out like that, you little bitch!" he went on.
He started hitting her harder and harder. Mac opened her mouth, whether to scream or to deny the accusations, she wasn't sure, but no words came out. Chris punched her in the stomached hard. God it hurt!
Her eyes flew open and she sat up in the makeshift bed. Her heart was pounding and her body still shaking as she looked around the room. The events of the past day flooded back in to her memory. Silently Mac got up and walked towards the window. It was still raining. Images from her nightmare came back into her mind and she couldn't hold back the tears anymore. She let them flow freely down her cheeks as she stared out the window, lost in thought.
Harm slowly opened his eyes and saw Mac standing by the window. She looked so lost and so alone as she stood there, her arms tightly wrapped around herself.
She doesn't deserve any of this pain. Harm thought to himself. She has been through enough already. He slowly got up and walked up behind her. Not wanting to do anything to upset her, he just put his hand on his shoulder in a gesture of friendship and support. She immediately relaxed a bit against his touch. He didn't push her to say anything, knowing she would talk when she was ready.