This is a backstoryish piece about Julian Azuria, one of the Guardians in our MSPFA. this will include: child neglect, child abuse, and forced incest. Read at your own risk.
Julian hated his parents. Even before he knew what the word hate meant. He hated the way they ignored him, hated the way they shooed him off when they sat together on the couch with plenty of room for him to sit with them. Ever since he was 3 and a half years old. When he first heard his father say how much he hated him.
"Your mother should have aborted you, you utter waste of oxygen." His father told him. He didnt know what it meant, but the look on his face was scary. Baby julian didnt know what it meant. He just wanted his dad to hold him. He was cold. And scared. But instead, he got angry words.
",,what does that mean?" He asked. His father's face scrunched.
"It means, I hate you."
And from then on,
Julian knew what hate meant.
His mother was different.
His mother was too much.
She cared for him, or, at least it seemed that way. It was suffocating. He tried to get away and she would drag him back to her arms. He just wanted to play with his toys. 5 years old. He just wanted to color. She wouldnt let him. She smothered his tiny face with kisses, and it made him mad. He tried to get away and she squeezed him tighter. Squeezed him so tight it hurt. So tight he couldnt breathe.
"Stay still for mommy, baby!" She exclaimed as she kissed. And kissed. And licked?
"Noooo!" He didnt want to be kissed, he wanted to color. The licking tickled, and he laughed, but it wasnt funny. It was never funny. He didnt like it.
"Baby loves it. Mama knows best."
But she didnt.
Mama never knew best.
Ughhh writing that was awful.
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