Sixty-Seven

Sixty-Seven

Xander

"Daddy, where's mummy?" I asked my dad, feeling chilly as I walked to where he stood at the balcony.

I was a bit scared— Daddy has been a lot angry since Aurora was born. I have no idea why but he scared me every time.

I held my blanket closer to me, daddy's eyes dark as he looked at the moon.

"Daddy," I called out again, not sure if he heard me.

"What?" He shouted, scaring me. Tears filled my eyes and I started to cry.

I heard him sigh angrily and I held my blanket close, ready incase he was going to hurt me.

"Stop crying like a weakling." He sounded angry, scaring me into silence.

I held my breath, not wanting to let go of my blanket. I wish mummy was here. Mummy would never hurt me. Mummy loves me.

Daddy frowned at me, and bent to my level. "I'm sorry Xander."

I frowned. Daddy always confuses me.

"Why don't you go back to bed? Get some sleep. "

He pushed me to the direction of my room, but I turned back to him. "I want mum