Spicy Lollipops

Spicy Lollipops
“My parents kept fighting all night yesterday, I was to go in my room and lock the door. It’s always my dad who throws the chairs and my mom who hides behind the basement door. I hugged onto Tedsy and prayed my mom wouldn’t get hurt this time.”
I remember 34 years ago when I was 7... When I was 7, my father had thought my best friend’s dad was seeing my mom. He had stabbed Jennifer’s father in the stomach, and had pulled my mothers hair. It hurt me to see my father when he was mad. My mother loved her hair, she would always braid her hair in front of me, and if I were really lucky she’d braid my hair too. She had told my father that, Jen was over for lunch, and her father came to pick her up. My mother even said that he was a nice man and he loved to play the guitar as well. But before my mother could say another word, my father forced my mom’s face into the pan filled with oil. I heard my mother’s skin sizzling in the pan she had cooked my favourite egg sandwich in. My father had increased the heat on the stove and let my mother feast on her flesh. He quickly took me into my room and shoved Tedsy in my face. His words which to me that night were still clear in my mind...
-Amy?
-Hm?
-If you tell Aunt Stacey what I did to your mother, I would have to put you in the bathtub and pour boiling water over your body. And Tedsy won’t be with you this time. Understand?
-Huh?
-Do you understand?!??!?!?!
-Yes daddy.
My mother never went to the hospital after that, in fact she never went to the hospital after anything my father had did to her. She’d tell me that dad just had a rough night and in the morning everything will be fine. It has been 10,766 mornings after. My mother is dead. My father is in jail. I have 30 degree burns on my body, after I told Aunt Stacey all that my father did to my mother on my 18th birthday. It has been 10,766 mornings after... my mother is dead.... It has been 10,766 mornings after.