I'm taking you to her

Helena stared at the door in shock. Tears burned her eyes as she took a deep breath, turned around, and walked toward the gate. The blood had stopped flowing, some already drying on her skin.

She paused at the gate, looking down as tears streamed down her face. Going back would be signing her own death sentence. Burning him with water wasn’t something he would just forget and move on from.

She forced herself to walk, unsure where she was even going. Death seemed like a better option than returning to that house.

A car drove past her as she walked, lost in thoughts of s.uicide.

Moments later, the driver stopped a few feet away, then began reversing. Oblivious to her surroundings, Helena kept walking. The driver rolled down his window.

“Hi, are you okay?”

She turned her head. He frowned at the sight of her bruised face, then quickly jumped out of the car.

“What happened? Were you attacked?”

She blinked. “My husband…”

“He did this to you?” His voice cracked,half in horror, half in disbelief, as he struggled to make sense of the nightmare before him.

She nodded, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks.

“You need to report him right now. This is inhumane.”

Helena shook her head, crying. “No… I’m going to kill myself. It’s better that way. If I don’t, they will force me to go back. I can’t… I can’t go back.”

He looked at her sadly before gently picking her up and placing her in the passenger seat. He closed the door, walked around, and got in.

“No one will force you to go back if he’s in prison. He’ll be locked up for years.”

He drove off, heading straight to the police station.

***

Later that morning, David sat at the clinic, examining the bandages covering his burns. He looked at the nurse.

“I’m still in pain.”

“Yes, but try to rest. The pain will get better with time.”

David blinked with his one unbandaged eye. The more he thought about Helena, the angrier he became. His brother walked in and sighed.

“I came as soon as I heard.”

“Helena did this to me.She attacked me,” David spat, his voice a mixture of pain and fury. “

“What happened for her to pour hot water on you? I hope you weren’t fighting with her.”

“I wasn’t fighting her, I was disciplining my wife. Is that so wrong now? She’s cheating on me with boys. While I’m at work, she’s busy bringing men into my house. I paid bride price for her to act like a slut?”

His brother sighed. “You don’t look too bad. Where’s Adrian?”

“That little airhead ran after his mother. I don’t know where he went. Maybe he’s back home by now.”

“I’ll go get him. Mother won’t mind if he stays with us until you and Helena fix things. She left for the farm, I will explain everything to her once she’s back.”

David turned his head as two police officers approached him.

“David Vale , you are under arrest for the assault and attempted murder of Helena Vale. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.”

At the house, Adrian slowly walked through the gate, tears rolling down his face. He wiped them with his arm, but they kept coming. He tried the door, but it was locked.

He sat on the stoop, his head resting on his knees. His mother’s absence weighed on him, and the more he thought about it, the harder he cried.

The gate creaked open a while later. Adrian looked up to see his uncle jumping out of a pickup truck.

James smiled as he approached him. “I was worried I wouldn’t find you here.”

“I want my mom.” Adrian sniffled.

James nodded. “I’m here to take you to her.”

Adrian's face lit up. “Really?”

“Yes. She asked me to come and get you.”

He laughed with relief, still in tears. “I was scared she left forever.”

James helped him up. Noticing the cut on the boy’s foot, he picked him up and carried him to the truck. He placed him inside before hopping in himself.

Adrian sighed with relief as the truck drove off.

**30 Minutes Later**

Adrian frowned as the truck stopped outside his grandmother’s house. James jumped out, helped him down, and the truck drove away.

Adrian smiled. “Mama will take me from here?”

James nodded. “Yes. But for now, it’s just you and me. Everyone else is at the farm.”

“Okay.”

They walked into the house. James unlocked the door, and Adrian stepped inside. James followed, locking the door behind them. He looked at Adrian.

“Come this way so you can change your clothes. I don’t want your mother to find you dirty.”

James followed him. Inside the bedroom, James shut the door as soon as they enter.

“Take off your clothes and find something that fits.”

Adrian removed his dirty T-shirt and shorts, remaining in his underwear. He walked to the pile of his uncle’s clothes.

James ’s breath hitched. He hadn’t had sex in a while, and from all the stories he had heard, doing it from behind was supposed to be even better.

He pulled off his shorts and briefs.

Adrian turned to him, confused. James locked the door and reached under the bed, pulling out a large knife.

“Scream, and I’ll cut your throat.”

He grabbed Adrian and yanked down his underwear.

He screamed for his mother in agony as James forced himself onto him. The screaming got too loud as his veined dic slammed inside Adrian’s untouched butthole cracking him.

He pushed him to the bed sliding out and pushed Adrian’s legs to his chest, exposing his little butt. He pushed himself inside again.

“MAMA! MAMA!”

Adrian’s screams made James ’s ears ring, forcing him to grab a pillow and press it on Adrian’s ’s face.