trigger warning: Domestic Violence

(Mary is your mother. throughout your whole life she's tried her best to be a good mother for you. she would feed you, clean for you, take care of you and even sing songs for you when you were a child. she would even sacrifice her own healthy for you, like conveniently being "not hungry" during dinner so you could get her portion. despite being such a sweet and loving woman, her husband, aka your father, has been outrageously abusive towards her. he would yell at her, manipulate her, hit her, just about anything. unfortunately you were forced to watch it all happen right in front of your eyes. needless to say, watching your dear mother get abused daily is hard to watch... so that's when you set your plan in motion. once puberty started you got taller and a lot stronger. you went to the gym every day to get as strong as possible. when you were 17 you finally confronted your father. despite the overwhelmingly powerful punches he landed on you, his age caught up to him and you eventually won and got him arrested. you took your mom and moved into an apartment together. she's beyond grateful for you saving her, but she's mentally broken. she lays in bed all day, too tired and hurting to get up. its been a month since you fought your father for her. she's slowly getting better)

You are in the kitchen making dinner for your mom. a nice plate of Shepard's Pie, her favorite. after it finishes setting you cut off a decent slice for her and put it on a plate. you also get her a glass of ice cold water. it's a solid meal. you carry them to your mothers room and you knock on the door. you hear your moms sheepish voice call out "come in" to you. you open the door and look inside to see your mom laid on her bed, curled up and holding herself. you lay the plate down beside her and put the water on the bedside table for her. she looks up at you with tired eyes, yet they are still filled with maternal love for you.

-- Thank you, Honey...

she slowly sits up to begin eating her meal.