Mum was walking around the apartment shouting things to me. I couldn't take it. She said to me that I wasn't even her son anymore. It hurt me, it really hurt to hear her say these things. She then paused and looked at me.
"Are you listening?" She asked. I shrugged. She shook her head and sniggered at me.
"I'm sorry," I finally said, although I wasn't. Zoe was the best thing that ever happened to me and I wasn't going to regret it. I just didn't want her blabbing on anymore.
"Oh your sorry?" Mum rolled her eyes. "Sorry isn't going to fix things, sorry isn't going to take us back in time! Sorry isn't going to make you a better person,"
"She's my girlfriend, I love her and I think she loves me too, I'm not yours to decide whether or not I can a girlfriend! I can't believe you're being this moody because I love someone!" I argued. "If you hate me so much for this, why don't you just leave me alone!"
"Eurgh! What is wrong with you?" She screamed, coming over to me. I was terrified. "I god damn know what love is, and love doesn't excuse you having a 'girlfriend' at such a young age, I can't even look at you!"
"It isn't a young age! In fact I've missed out because I'm getting too old to have a high school girlfriend! Stop being like this, maybe... We should talk to somebody," I yelled. Her eyes looked at me in a way like never before. There was so much anger in them. I quickly tried running back but I was cornered. She grabbed me by the shoulders.
"Talk to somebody?!" She screamed, shaking me back and forth. "Nathan, nobody can help us with this! Maybe if you just stop being a horrible child then we'll be fine!" Her hands were getting extremely close to my neck. I felt like drowning. My head was spinning and my mind was exploding with thoughts. I felt like my whole body was scrunching up into a ball. I could feel sweat beads clinging to my hair. She kept shouting. Couldn't she be quiet for a second, I had a banging headache as well as many other aches. My heart was racing. What was happening. Why was I feeling so much pain. My whole body tingled. I could feel her fingers pressing on the back on my neck just underneath my hair. Then I felt a choking pain. This was so messed up. I coughed, unfortunately in mums face. She slapped me for that, making me cough again.
"What is up with you!?" She asked, her arms out by her side. My knees became weak and I fell down to the ground like a soldier. But she dragged me back up by my top and pinned me against the wall, her arm on my neck. My fingers twitched. I felt my face burning up. "Stop over reacting Nathan it's getting really old," she said, exhaling air. I felt a churning inside my stomach. I would tell her to stop, this was probably the most pain I think I've ever felt and I had a lot of pain, but I couldn't speak. The position I was in caused me to be speechless. I felt as though my eyes were rolling to the back of my head but I wasn't sure. And then, like that, the pain left. I felt free. Everything around me was blurry. Perhaps I had passed out. I felt the whole weight of my body bringing me down. I couldn't stand up at all. My heart beat was getting slower making the coughing stop. I had no more headache, just the echo's of my mum still shouting but this time it was stuff like, "Nathan? Nathan!" And, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" And then after that there was just a loud cry of sorrow. What was happening. Things were darkening around me until finally I couldn't see anymore. The crying had stopped. It was soundless. It was oblivion. It was nothing. I screamed hoping somebody could hear me, even if it was my mum. I panicked. What was happening?
I was still in my bedroom. I was planning on staying here until school where I could run away after, taking Nathan with me so he would be free from his abusive mother. I was then planning on where we could go. Maybe to a whole different town. I always fancied going to London but I have no idea how we could get there. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of sirens from an ambulance driving past my house. I sat up and looked outside the window. This was a small village, I was curious to where it was going. It was heading towards the block of flats Nathan lives in making me nervous. I grabbed my converse that were sat by the door and ran downstairs.
"Zoe!" Mum called but I ignored her. "Zoe!" She repeated but I just sprinted out of the front door. "Where is she going?" Mum asked dad, running after me. "You better not be going to Nathan's home!" She yelled at me but I just ran faster. Mum went back inside, probably to fetch her car keys because mum didn't run. As I was going through the alley way I saw two ladies coming from the building.
"What's going on?" I asked, breathless.
"There's been a murder," one of the women gossiped.
"What?!" I screamed, holding back my hair.
"Yeah, some kid only young," the other explained. "Got beaten to death by his own mum! Bad reputation for the village," She told me wide eyed. I collapsed to the ground. No, no, no! This can't be happening. I started taking deep tearless sighs.
"Are you okay?" They both asked at the same time. I didn't reply. My whole world was falling apart. I finally pulled myself together and continued my journey to the flats. There was police cars outside the building. The entrance was blocked. Nobody was allowed in. I could hear a pitching cry, sounded like a women's. Two police men came outside with a lady handcuffed, howling. I knew instantly it was Nathan's mum. I ran to get to her. I wanted to kill her so badly. I wanted her to suffer. I wanted her to go through the hell Nathan did but a police women stopped me. She grabbed my arms.
"Excuse me madam, you are not allowed in this area," she said to me. I screamed for her to let go of me. I felt like a thousand daggers were plunged into my chest. "I'm sorry miss, this is a crime scene! You need to leave!" She ordered. I felt weak and gave in letting the police women take me away just as I saw a bagged body come out of the double doors of the building.
"NO!!!!" I wailed in such agony. Finally, tears came streaming out of my eyes. "NO.." I was repeating myself. The lady holding me by my arms looked at me with sadness. She looked like she was feeling guilty for not getting me away on time to not see that. I watched Nathan's mum free herself from the police men and running up to Nathan's body.
"I didn't mean to hurt him! That's my baby! He's not dead, I promise he's not dead!" She cried. I had no sympathy for her. If only it was her in the bag instead if him, I know it was cruel to think that but she killed the one person I cared about. The police then man handled her into the police car. She was screaming. I heard a familiar voice. It was dad. He was running out of mums car (in which mum stayed inside of). He came up to me and hugged me so tight. I was inconsolable. I wept in his arms, getting his jacket wet and snotty.
"Shhhh," dad kept saying, stroking my hair. "Calm down sweetie, it's alright. Shhh,"