The abusive parent...

The Alarm

4:00 am, it's still dark outside, the wind howls as there was an incoming typhoon. The sound of an alarm resounds and fills the room. That sound was enough to wake up Brett Yang, son of Edward Yang. Brett woke up with every single part of his body aching, but what hurt the most was his face. His smooth and delicate face was replaced by big bruises and a big scratch just above his eyebrow. He doesn't recall what happened last night, nor does he know why he had a big scratch on his face, but he presumes that he was beat up by his father. After a few minutes of him staring at the empty and white ceiling of his room, he decided to get out of bed. He wouldn't want to make a reason for his father to beat him up, again. He changed into decent-looking clothes then tried to fix his hair as it was a mess, but as he did so, his worst fear happened, his father came into the room.

"Why did you wake up so late today again Brett?!", "Do you want me to teach you a lesson again?!"

Brett trembled with fear, his hands struggled to keep his comb stable. As he tries to quickly fix his hair, it just gets progressively more messy. His father was out of patience.

"You never learn do you?!" "You never grow up either?!" " Such a disappointment. "

Without any warning, his father grabs the comb he was holding and presses the excess plastic part of the cheap comb to dig into the scratch above brett's eyebrow. Blood starting dripping off brett's forehead onto the tiled bathroom floor and god, Brett could not explain how bad it hurt. Brett started crying in pain, asking for his dad to stop, but instead his dad just sneered at Brett and said "Kids nowadays, can't be disciplined."