ZAYDENI shoved open the door, and rushed in. Kael had two hands braced against the wall, lips pressed together, streaks of blood visible from his white singlet. Behind him, Slade stood, raining down blows from his belt. Mrs. Baker stands to the side, crying and begging him to stop. My heart dropped to the pits of my belly. “You're going to kill him, please stop.” Mrs Baker tried to hold his hand and he flung her away, like an old rag. My eyes went wide in horror as I watched her hit the sofa. “What's going on here?” I roared, tearing towards them. Slade turned to me, eyes blazing, nose flaring. “Ask that useless good for nothing brother of yours!”I looked between them. Kael stayed silent, eyes defiant, silently waiting for more beatings to fall. Slade picks up a wooden rod. My eyes widened. I quickly planted myself between them, before I could think better of it. “Let's talk this out. Whatever it is, there will surely be a solution.”Slade scoffed, eyes red with rage. “A solu
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