Sweet Addiction

Chapter 12; Trauma

Sweet Addiction.

Chapter 12; Trauma

"Where have you been?" I hear mam's voice ask from the living room as i enter the main door of the house.

There are many bottles of alcohol scattered in the living room and on the floor.

She is drunk again!

I ignore her because dealing with her like this is worse than having my periods.

Before i climb up the stairs, i feel her hand grab mine and yank me back hard making me fall to the floor.

I watch her with wide eyes as she stares at me back with anger, fury and rage.

"I said where have you been?" She asks in a deathly tone, her eyes red from the alcohol and her lips up in a sneer.

"I went with my friends to a beach house." I say quickly pulling my legs up to my stomach, wrapping my arms around them.

"You think i dont know how you've been fucking sneaking around to become the whore you are." She snaps and kicks the side of my stomach. I flinch and wince once the pain courses through my body.

"Mam, the infection." I tell her holding onto my side as tears start falling on the sides of my face.

"Do i look like i fucking care, you bitch?" She says and lifts me up then slaps my left cheek HARD and pushes me to the wall forcefully and my back aches at the contact as pain courses through.

"Mam." I sob and pathetically cry because of the pain and hurt that is travelling throughout my body.

"I wish you died that day. I wish you died today." She yells out in frustration then she picks up a bottle of alcohol, i hide my face in between my hands as she hits the bottle next to me on the wall. The broken pieces prick my skin and i wince in pain as mre tears fall down my cheeks that probably look bruised.

"I fucking hate you. I hate you so fucking much." She says and a huge pang of hurt and regret courses through my heart.

Its all my fault. My own mother hates me because i was too selfish that day. I am a mistake to her. I killed my own brother and best friend. I deserve worse than what mam punishes me with.

I deserve to leave the face of the earth and never leave an image of me. I dont deserve to be loved. No one loves me. My own mother loathes me and wishes for me to die.

A mother who gave birth to you cant wish for you to die, right? Unless you are a mistake, you killed her son and she hates you.

Why live on this earth with your own mother hating and wishinh for you to die?

I quickly wipe my tears and get up heading for the door. I need to leave this house. I need to leave this earth.

I need to be with him.

The only person that loved me so much and would do anything to make sure i was happy. I bet he hates me so much because i killed him. I took away everything from him.

I am too selfish that i still want him back here with me. When will i ever learn to stop being so selfish and self centered?

I miss him!

Dad's car pulls up in the driveway and i wipe the tears on my face faking a smile.

"Hi sweetie." Dad says smiling at me as he gets out of his car walking up to me. His smile falters as he sees the state of my face.

"Who did this?" He asks with anger in his voice and i shake my head smiling.

"Dont worry dad. I'll be fine." I state trying to convince him but it feels like I'm trying to convince myself.

"Vanessa." Dad says in a warning tone and i just break. All the tears i was trying to stop all fall out.

Dad pulls me towards him embracing me in a hug and i just stand there crying. His hands go to my hair slightly moving in a comforting way.

"Shh, sweetie. I'll handle this." Dad coos and i just nod. After a while being in his arms, i pull away smiling through the tears.

"Don't worry, i wont let her do this to you again." Dad says and i nod believing him.

"Do you think i killed Jake?" I ask him, wanting to know the truth coming from someone who was there.

"No, sweetie. None of us knew about what was going to happen. None of us have the power to know what happens in the future nor do we have the power to change the past." Dad says and i smile, happy to know he doesnt blame me for his death.

"I love you, Vanessa. You should know that and you should also stop blaming yourself and dont let her words get to you, okay?" Dad says and i nod smiling,

"I love you dad." I say and he smiles pulling me in for a hug. I'm so grateful for dad being in my life. I love him so much. He is the only family left that loves me so much and doesnt blame me for my brother and best friend's death.

I dont know what i would do without him in my life.

"Lets go in and clean up those wounds." He says and i shake my head no.

"I need to walk around, you know? Time to myself." I state and he nods then,

"Be careful. My workmates tell me its not safe to walk around at this time of the day." He says and i smile as a certain greyish brownish tall haired boy comes into my mind.

"Don't worry, i'll be just fine." I smile and he gives me a kiss on my forehead then bids me goodbye.

I sigh walking through the night sky and admiring the beautiful stars. There are so many and they all shine brightly.

My best friend, Lilah and i used to go up to her balcony and name all the stars any weird names that would cross our pea sized brains.

I miss her so damn much.

I walk across the streets and breathe in the cold night air that causes my wounds to hurt more and i wince. I cover myself with my arms and a sharp pain courses through my side. I hold onto my side as the pain intensifies.

I really hope there is no damage. I'm not ready for another doctor's appointment telling me my date of birth unless i find a matching organ.

I sigh walking further and stop dead in my tracks when i hear a gun shot, not from a distance away, but from inches away on my left.

I turn to my side and all the color on my face is drained and the only thing i hear is the loud beat of my heart.

In front of me stands seven familiar guys circling three dead bodies and four of them are holding guns. Another gun shot is heard and this time directed to the half alive guy's head and the blood splatters as the guy rests dead on the grass.

I gasp loudly and all seven pairs of eyes snap towards me. I walk backwards as the trauma settles in.

Never

And never have i ever witnessed something like this in my life. I have watched movies where there are death scenes and i have watched horror movies but none of that had ever scared the living nightlights out of me.

But once you see things in reality, the trauma you experience is inevitable.

"Vanessa." I hear Kyle's deep voice but all i can hear are the gun shots and all i can see is the dead body swirling around my head,

I take another step back and the pain that is in my body weakens me as i fall to the ground and everything turns black.

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I am so so sorry for the short chapter. The next one will be long.
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