The Struggle Between Monsters and Their Killers

The monster's legacy of abuse leaves deep emotional scars, questioning who truly is worse: the monster or its killer.

### The Struggle Between Love and Abuse: A Complex Journey
* 💔 The narrative unfolds with a tense atmosphere, highlighting the protagonist's struggle with an abusive relationship, questioning, "**Who is worse, the monster or its killer?**"
* 😢 The protagonist reflects on their past, revealing that although Derrick never physically abused her like her father, the **emotional scars ran deep**, leading her to feel **compelled to take drastic actions**.
* 🔄 As the story progresses, the protagonist grapples with feelings of guilt and confusion about her own morality, stating, "**I had to kill him**," revealing the internal conflict between love and the need for **self-preservation**.
* 📅 The character's journey includes aspirations of becoming a writer, showcasing her **desire to escape the cycle of abuse and pursue her dreams**, despite the challenges she faces in her personal life.
* 🏠 The protagonist reminisces about her childhood and the impact of her father's alcoholism, which **transformed him into a monster**, trapping her mother and her in a life of **fear and uncertainty**.
* 📞 A pivotal moment occurs when she receives a job offer, symbolizing **hope and a potential new beginning**, as she prepares to start on Thursday, indicating a **shift towards independence**.
* 🔍 The narrative closes with a sense of **urgency**, as the protagonist navigates her complicated relationships while trying to find her footing in a world that has been **marred by trauma and abuse**.

[Music] [Applause] [Music] So how's the job hunting going, lady? You know, you could always just come back and work with us. Quite an increase of clients routed me. Be good to have you back on board. I kind of want to pursue something in my industry for now. You mean writing? Yes. What's the matter? Nothing, I'm fine, really. You don't look fine. Why don't you want to work with me? It's not that I don't want to work with you. It's no, no. I just, I always wanted to be a professional writer. Yeah, I know. You've not really been getting in without happy. You can start back with us immediately. No, it's just that I don't get along very well with the other employees. And you're still sulking about that mistake I pulled you up on. You may be the scourge on you. I'm not sulking. It's just, I really didn't like how you had to do it in front of everyone. Really, Connor? I think you're just taking a

little bit too personally. It's just business, of course. You've only been on the phone with Cristina all morning, Derek. My mom was not well that morning. I wanted to be sure she was okay. Yeah, I know, but I'm sure your mom can look after herself with your eyes, can't she? I mean, what are you, a babysitter? You'll be coming back as a business partner with me, Joe, and Barry in a head office. I think it really needs to focus on writing. I'll direct so many things. May I move? Sorry, I'm going on business this weekend of like mm-hmm. No, I should be that by Tuesday. We'll talk about this more on Tuesday. Yeah, okay. Hello, yeah, this is Carla. Oh, hi, yeah, yeah, yeah. I would be still very interested in the position. That would be great. Yeah, yeah, it would be amazing. Thank you. Ah, yeah, yeah, no problem. When would you need me to start? Thursday? Yeah, no problem. It's perfect. Okay, okay. See you there. Thank you. Thank you. Have a lovely day. Bye-bye. Bye-bye. Bye-bye. Hello, how's it taste?

it's my cookie rude. Yeah, yeah, it's very good. I should cook few morph and save you from nothing. Do it all the time, it's great. I mean, you always work, so it's so... Did you get to explore a bit the beach in Cornwall? Yeah, the weather was nice, which was then added bonus, you know. I should take you sometime, try bit surfing, Cornish split, proper cream tea, which reminds me, I bought you something. Well, it's beautiful. Thank you. I knew you'd love it. I thought of you as soon as I saw her. It's beautiful, honestly. Thank you, Church. Oh yeah, sure, thank you. It's perfect. You've been a good mix, right? Do you remember that writing job interview I got back in January? Hmm, oh yeah, the ones you didn't even bother get it back to you. Yeah, yeah, but they finally did, and they want me for the job, so I'm starting on Thursday, first thing. And you're telling me this now? I was planning to do that before, but I... but I... but but Connor, I thought we were

supposed to be a team. Of course, we are now. You know, I need you to help us in the office. And since you've agreed that we're a team, why are you refusing to help Colin? Do you know how lucky you are, huh? I'm asking you to be my business partner. Only people get that kind of offer without even having to work for it, huh? I can help my days off, days off, days. How many days you're gonna get off? Weekends, a who? Have you been talking to? I just might. It's my new personal assistant. You have a personal assistant? Oh yeah, don't forget to tell him she's not nice having information with all from you ISM. And you've been with all the information from me since Friday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday's five days. Derek, where is it more? You can come. She's gone in tundra that you know loves a good cream tea. [Music] Come on, cough. No. [Music] Anyway, Connor, look at me. Oh yeah, yeah. I don't down. [Music]

yeah [Music] [Music] [Laughter] [Music] it's Derek. I like it. I think I came there. I don't know. Yes, yes, I'm sure, Mom. There was no breathing, no pulse, there was nothing. He's just there on the floor. It's so bad. Oh my god, it's so bad. [Music] I'm scared, Mom. I don't know what to do. I'm here alone and he's there. I don't know what to do. [Music] yeah, sorry, I'm pickup of Chino take away. Sure, thank you, thank you. I'm sorry, Madeline. Give it changer. Thank you. I'm just here for an interview. Interview, yeah. I knew it, I knew it. I'm a new face. Is this yours? Sorry, yeah, yeah, yeah. Thank you. Can they pay you back for their coffee? Yes, sir. Are you sure? I can't. I tell you what I want to pay back. Why are you giving me your number? It's just, I don't know you very well. Wow, my name's Taryn. What's your name? I'm

Carla can't. It's beautiful. So, what do you think, Carla? I could take you to dinner. Definitely, I'll pay. Okay, okay, okay. Yeah, okay. [Music] [Music] But we retain now. You first. [Music] That's a good crazy. [Music] [Music] I never knew it was possible to feel so guilty for standing up to someone who mistreated you for so long. It's funny because Derrick reminded me of my father at times, even when we first started dating. Growing up, my father and I were close until he started beating my mother. At first, he would blame it on the challah call and say how she shouldn't provoke him once he had a drink or two. So, my mom would put on her best behavior whenever he told what was really a bottle or two, or more likely four, but then a lie always her rivals with Tony and an occasional slap on the face or pulling her hair. When from a drunken mistake once a week to a consistent part of his sober routine, and every time I

hated him just that little bit more. So why did my father start drinking in the first place? Unexpected redundancy meant that one day he had a job and the next day he didn't. Drinking became his remedy for the sorrow of not having a job, an escape. But his escape only turned him into a monster, a monster fixated on keeping my mother and I entrapped with its sorrow. My mom will clean the whole house at least five times a day. Writing became a coping mechanism. Hi Barry, hi. Yeah, I'm good. How are you? Good, good. Yeah, yeah, I know he's not very well now. Yeah, I need some days off for sure. No, he's asleep now. He's asleep. He can't. So have a good night. Yeah, yeah, bye. And tomorrow, right, he will again be my coping mechanism for slaying the monster. Today was hard. I mean really hard. I could barely focus when I got my first job. I was 16 years old. It was to help support my mother and I because my dad, well, mother could barely

even look after himself. I was wise and made sure to save money on my wages each time I got paid. So, by 22, we were finally able to make our escape. We left our home in country Italy along with that drunken swine and set up a new home in England, Bryceton. I miss Bristow. Like mother, like daughter. When I was around 10 years old, I asked my mom out of curiosity how exactly twas that she met my father. And surprise, surprise, just like Derek, it was also her knight in shining armor in a terribly ordinary situation. Given her directions to the nearest bus stop, 12 years later, Derek says me with what was it again? Oh yeah, two pounds and 75 for a cup of coffee and finding my purse. And just like my mother before me, I too was purchased with an average act of kindness, only to be abused, mistreated, and trapped. Mom eats me. It's getting really bad. I don't know much more I can take, so please come here as soon as you can, okay?

Derrick, it's Mayberry. Anyone home? Just in case you're in there and you're not well enough to come to the door, just know we're really who is worse, the monster or its killer. Who is worse, the monster or its killer. Who is worse, the monster or its healer. Who is worse, the monster origins. Who is it worth worse that mommies are worried English the worst, the most Kaori is or lt's eating me alive now. Derrick never hit me, nor did he get drunk and failed to pay the bills, but he still hurt, pulled my hair, and he heard me on the inside. So had to kill him. I had to. I had to. I had to. I had to. My hate. Am I worse than him now? He's worse, the monster. It's kill the kill. Who is worse, the most arid Killa. The killers were than the monster. I had worse than the pasta. [Music] català baby. What you doing? What's going on? Don't move, please stay there. I'd be right there, okay? Can you please don't

don't do anything. Don't move. I'm coming. Carla, baby, what you're doing? What's going on, CJ? I'd be right there, okay? Your winter, haha. I'm sorry, mama. The killer is worse than the monster. [Music] It's just call his mother. Yeah, I call you back. She kills him. Where's Derek? Sorry, why do you be sorry? [Music] [Music] [Music] Please, please, no, Jerry. [Music] [Music] [Music] [Applause] [Music] [Music] you [Music] you [Music]

TRAPPED | A domestic violence short film

Fresh Media Productions

Struggles with Career and Personal Relationships

The protagonist is job hunting and considering returning to a previous job, but is determined to pursue a writing career.

They have a strained relationship with the boss due to past conflicts and mistreatment.

The protagonist reflects on their father's abusive behavior towards their mother, drawing parallels between their father's actions and their own struggles in relationships.

The speaker expresses their enjoyment of cooking and offers to take the listener to Cornwall for surfing and cream tea.

They reveal that they got a job offer from a writing interview and will start on Thursday.

The conversation takes a serious turn when the speaker's mom is on the phone, and they express fear and uncertainty about a troubling situation.

Struggles of Team Dynamics and Personal Challenges

The speaker is frustrated with a team member's refusal to help a colleague, despite offering a business partnership.

They share their personal story of escaping a difficult home life in Italy and moving to England, drawing parallels with their mother's experience.

The speaker expresses feeling trapped and mistreated, reaching out for help.

The father's unexpected redundancy led to drinking as a coping mechanism, which turned him into a monster for the family.

The mother tried to maintain control by cleaning obsessively, while writing became the narrator's way of coping with the chaos.

At 16, the narrator took on a job to support the family, struggling to balance work and concern for their mother's well-being.

The dialogue explores the complex relationship between a mother and her child, highlighting the mother's internal conflict over having to kill the child's father.

The narrative raises questions about who is worse: the monster or its killer, and the emotional pain caused by both.

The mother grapples with feelings of guilt and hatred, questioning her own actions and their moral implications.