Didn't mean to
„Don't scream, it'll only make it worse.“
The words he keeps silently repeating are his mantra. They help him. He barely feels the sting of the leather belt on his back anymore.
„I should've listened. My fault.“
Just like always, the pain suddenly stops and he is enveloped in a hug, feels warm tears on his cheek that aren't his own, hears the softly murmured words.
„I'm sorry little Guy. But you shouldn't make me angry. You understand that, don't you.“
He understands, looking up with his huge brown eyes. She didn't mean to hurt him.
„I love you, Mommy.“