When I was 13 my parents got divorced and my mom married another man. I always thought my stepdad was an okay guy. I was always pretty sure he never cared if I lived or died, and the feeling was mutual, so long as he treated my mom right. That he did, but sometime before last Christmas he started drinking heavily for some unknown reason, and he's a mean drunk.
Last year at Christmas, he was drinking wine out of the bottle, some really cheap wine that smelled bad. My mom was bringing him a plate of snacks and she must have spilled something on him, because he started screaming incoherently and leaped to his feet.
The next thing we know, he's on top of her, screaming and spitting. His face was all red, and all I could hear were words like "whore" and "bitch." Before we could do anything, he snatched up the corkscrew and put both my mom's eyes out.
Long story short, if he behaves himself he will be out of prison in 17 years. I had to testify in court. My mom can sometimes tell if the lights are on, but most of the time she's 100% blind in both eyes. She gets strong painkillers because she tells the doctor her eyes hurt, but she told me she really takes the painkillers for her emotional pain. Her left eye is all scar tissue because the doctors removed the eyeball, but the right eye is this cloudy mess that looks like a giant cataract.
When that bastard gets out of prison, I am going to take his eyes and make him eat them.
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