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05 Mar 2006, 2:58 pm / Other
Here we go.. for some reason I couldn't get this off my mind.
A while back I did something that really broke one of those unsaid family rules. You know, the kind that you just are supposed to know. Not a very smart thing to do.. but then again it's me.
My mom did what she always did. Told me off till I cried, then told my dad when he got home.
My dad got home when I was almost asleep. When he found out.. well things weren't too pretty. He hit me, asking me what I thought I was doing and whenever I opened my dumbass-mouth to explain, he hit me straight across the face.
After a while of sobbing and being hit I did something I never thought I could do... I caught his hand and told him that before he hit me I just wanted him to know that I didn't regret it. I couldn't regret it anymore. What's done is done, and even though I gave him full permission to beat me till I was bloody and broken; it wouldn't change a damn thing.
Well.. He left me in a sort of bewildered state. Sincerely apologized a half-hour later and never has hit me again.
I don't know why I kept thinking of it though...
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