Pick me, Choose me, Love me

(1).⚠ "911 what's your emergency.."

A/N~Welcome to the beginning of this beautiful journey I hope you stay till the end of the story🥰

"Hey pass the chips will you, remember we have to share" my best friend frowns at me while still clutching the chips closely to her chest as if that was gonna stop me from dragging that thing from her in the next five minutes.

Victoria has been my best friend since we were kids. We went to the same kindergarten together and I practically lived in her house when my mom and dad would fight at my house.

I watched her keenly as she loosened her grip on the bag of hot Doritos and I wrestled her for the chips and in succession if I do say so myself. My joy was short-lived as Victoria quickly got up and started chasing me around the dining table.
"Ren you know that hot Doritos are my favorite, why did you have to take away my bag of happiness and sunshine " she fake cried and I fell for it and gave it back to her.

"Renesme, where are you? I called you hours ago get up here right now!!" I heard my mom yell. Victoria looked at me with understanding eyes as she understood how this was gonna end.
Either in me bruised for class tomorrow or me going to her house because I needed to cry and vent. My mom wasn't always violent towards me until the day when my dad put her in the hospital the second time and not from childbirth this time.

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"Aahh!! John no please stop!! You're hurting me John please stop!!"
I heard my mom screaming as I peeked through my door crack I saw my dad's fists just colliding with my mom's face over and over and over. I feel tears running down my cheeks as I am watching my mom's face getting battered and bruised over and over

"Shut up bitch you know you deserve this, you and that whore of a daughter you have upstairs" he barked in her ears. I hear glasses crashing on the floor. I stood there just watching as my mom's screams slowly fade away and as she loses consciousness he unzipped his pants and proceeds to have sex with her body bearly breathing.

I was so helplessly just watching as he rapped her praying that he doesn't come upstairs and do to me what he did to my mom. I eventually went into my bed not wanting to see any more of what he was doing to my mom and sobbed in my pillow until I could only hear his snoring indicating that he was asleep. I tiptoed to their room down the hall and found mom's phone and dialed 911
"This is 911 what's your emergency.."

"My... my mom and she won't wake up she is hurt"

"Honey it's going to be ok stay on the line with me ok.."

"Ok ill try" came out as bearly a whimper

"How old are you?"

"I'm 10"

"Did you see who hurt your mom?"

"My dad"

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From that night she has had her hip fractured and she has scars from that night. She blames me for the reason why he did that to her and why he never came back even after he got out of prison. Every night she comes home and screams at me to do everything and if I don't do them on time she would beat me with a rusty metal pipe, or use my face as a punching bag to release all her frustration.

She had stopped punching me because I started working and people were asking questions.

She punches me in my stomach and beats me with the metal pipe on my upper thighs so that it won't show. Some nights are good and she just passes out drunk and she leaves me alone but those nights are rare.

I don't hate her for what she does but I just wish I could have my old mom back you know the one that smiles when she sings and dances while she cleans, welcomes me home from school. I miss what she used to be.

I'm 23 and living in my mom's house still, pathetic I know but I delayed college to take care of her after she had depression and was admitted for 5 years in a psych hospital after my dad got released.

The doctors said that for her to be at home again she had to have someone take care of her so that she doesn't try and kill herself or self-harm. It's been three years, she went from being ok for two months to blaming me and drinking then the abuse followed after and has been this way since.

"Renesme you know you have the yard to clean and you are down in the basement with that bitch of yours that just comes by to eat my food" if she wasn't my mom I would be defending my friend but I decide not to say anything but nod my head in agreement..so I proceeded to the backyard to hurry and finish so I can go back to Victoria..she is gonna finish the Doritos I pout as if I was talking to anyone...maybe the stones were listening to my thoughts, I swear hunger makes me think weird things sometimes

"Mom I'm done, I'm just gonna watch one movie with Vic and she's gonna go home" At at least this time no bruises she wasn't upset today... it was a good day it seems

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"Bye see you at work Ren..and try and block her hits if she is drunk again tonight..love you keep safe," she says as we end the movie.

Now I'm all alone with my mom and I know she had been drinking as I smelled the liquor like a strong perfume radiating from her room as I tiptoe towards my room past hers to lock it so that I can sleep at ease.

***LATER THAT NIGHT***

"BITCH I wish you died in my womb!!, I would still have my husband and my marriage " she screams while swinging the metal pipe connecting with each swing to my back and my hip

"ahhh mom Please stop mom ...please stop!" I cry out with all the might I had but nobody ever hears me in this neighborhood or at least they don't care. As the hits get more intense my skin starts to split causing some blood to be oozing out from my skin. For what seemed like hours of her screaming and with each swing at my body I eventually just became numb to it. She passed out with the pipe in her hand.

I decided to just go to the park and cool off not wanting to immediately lay down on my wounds.