Diary of Abuse by a Loved One Chapter 3 Page 13

want anyone else to know.

I had to make her swear that she wouldn’t breathe a word. For my mother, this naturally would be difficult as her and dad had never kept secrets from each other.

Despite her biting her lip, she did. She kept it a secret for as long as she could.

When I came home Gavin was passed out in the living room. There were several beer cans scattered everywhere. The place smelt like a brewery, and the curtains had been drawn out to hide the lovely summer’s day that was outside. I had to climb over his strewn−out body that lay across the living room and headed towards to the kitchen to start making the meal for us both. I had been in the kitchen for a while before I heard him making a noise and trying to stand in his