Majesty

He snatched mom and yelled to her face.

"How dare you slap Corey, I'll make you pay,".

He says, as he dragged her to the kitchen, turned on the gas cooker, and practically attempted to burn her hand with the flames.

I couldn't stand there and watch that happen, I rode past my scared dad, and walked between him and my mom.

He stares at me angrily. "You should learn how to respect, your elders, didn't your mom teach you that?" I said, I managed to break his grip on my mother. Mom was freaking out of uncertainty.

That alone made me mad.

I gently shifted mom and took her place.

"Come on, you wanted to burn her right, you can as well, do it to me, I dare you,"..... I said... Without fear.....

Corey laughed. "you sure?, I don't do well with threats,". He said.

"Seriously, I should be the one telling you, or better yet, are you scared now?". I brought down my hands close to the flames of the gas cooker... ...

Mom begged me to stop. Dad seconded. I looked away ignoring their words, all I could think of was Corey.

"Do it, don't you want to?" I said again.

Corey grinned, he just stood there and didn't do anything. .... Even though I asked.

I saw that and decided to take away my hand, however the second I try to walk out. My hand was held back and I turned, facing Corey's real reaction.

"You! do you think that you're smart". He said, holding my hands tight. I felt my bone creaking.

I gathered myself together and said, "what, don't tell me, because of how loud-mouthed you're, you want to make me feel guilty?".

"Guilty?, Did you say, guilty, let me show you,".

My hand was taken toward the direction of the flames again. The gas cooker was still on.

Corey placed my hand directly on it. The hairs in my hand, all began to roast. It smelled like a roasted goat was being prepared, however, it was my skin burning...

"Sir, please free my child,". Dad finally chose to speak up. He comes to Corey and immediately drops to his knees. " I beg you, sir,". Dad added.

For the first time. My dad was helpless. Mom on the other hand didn't stop crying. I heard her whimpering from behind...

I could still feel my hands burning. Corey said, "apologies to me, then I'll let you go,".

I stared at my hand gradually roasting in the fire. If this monster thinks that, I'll say sorry, so he can let me go?, Then he got something else coming.

I'll never apologize to him...

"Never Corey, I will never say sorry, do your worst,"... I responded, smirking at the fact that my left hand was getting roasting. ....

Corey saw that, minus the fact that my arms were literally on fire, I didn't budge. However, my stubbornness made him pull away.

"Fine, you win this time, girly,". He said.

He pushed me away and I withdrew, falling into the arms of my father...