Meeting the run away

"Happy?" I screamed at the top of my voice, blood pouring down my body, bruises filling the empy spaces "you will never get him you Bastard!" I screamed at him "They'll protect long after I'm gone you have my word on that one, you'll never see him again" I laughed darkly "you stupid slut, he's my son" he said throwing the chair at me from across the room.

"yeah you made him, but you'll never be a father to him EVER" I shouted at him and just like that I was out cold again but this time who' knows if I'll wake up.