12 | resurgence

I'M A CHILD again, cowering, shaking like a leaf as I step down the stairs and face my tormentors.

"Oh, honey!" With a loud sob, she walks towards me and gathers me in an embrace. My confusion is out of the world as I stand still like a statue and have my mother break down in my arms.

A mother's embrace is like the warmest of sheets on a gloomy, cold night acting like a shield that gives you the safety that nothing cruel could ever touch you but for me, she's that cruel thing.

"I'm so sorry I couldn't meet you these past few days," she says breaking away from me. Tears twinkle in her eyes but there's no sadness behind those blue eyes of her, just wrath. Towards me. "It must've been so difficult! But don't worry, mom's here to make everything alright."

Translation: Mom's here to make everything even worse.

"Thank you so much for taking care of our daughter these past days," my father speaks up.

Vile and haughty. Like always. Dressed in a button-up black suit with the same somber expres