"Have a sit baby" Romane said,hanging his jacket on the stand.Rolling the sleeve of his shirt up. As he went over to the kitchen.
Sitting down, I took my time to look around. I hadn't been here in almost a month. If I wasn't writing songs or stories,I would be in my home studio recoding or doing Little check ups and meeting with my business partners.
I know, I know. That's no excuse for not visiting my boyfriend's house. I really just needed sometime alone to reflect on everything that had happened in the past. I knew for a fact that healing from all the scars Lisa caused was going to take a very long time.
No matter how much I wrote about the pain. I knew I would never be completely healed, but this was what karren suggested I try.
I really wondered where papa was now though. After not being able to put up with the pain of living with Mother any more, I planned my excape with Karry. I would wait until midnight to sneak out to visit Karry, so we could have our friend time, so I could get a break, a peace of mind.
Karren's parents knew my situation and therefore were always welcoming.
Can you imagine though, seven years of trauma, gaslighting, manipulation, emotional and physical abuse. Seven years with an alcoholic, Seven years without
"MY PAPA", Seven years of cutting,of depression, of anxiety, of suicidal thoughts.
At the age of fifteen I decided,I had enough, I needed to excape, I needed to run, I needed freedom,I needed a voice,I needed help.
I was tired of hiding,tired of suffering in silences,with battered wounds that were constantly being ripped open time and again.
That's where Karren's parents came in, after witnessing me being severely beaten by my mother, They took me in. After a month they send both Karry and I off to new York to a home they bought.
Karry and her parents were my my saviours. I had first met Karren on one of my common journey to the river to collect water to clean the house. She was dressed in the most spectacular outfit I had ever seen. Something I knew I would never get. Mother would never buy me that. Mother would never get a Job. Mother would never protect me, she would never love me, she would never be MINE.
We had became friends instantly. I kept my "big mouth" shut like Lisa had told me to do.
No one knew about the cigarette burns that laid beneath my clothes.No one knew about the mental cage I had locked myself in.About the thoughts that ran through my mind. The need to stab myself over and over again with a knife. The rope I imagined around my neck. The scene where I would slowly drown inside the shower.
The pills I took hoping life was taken away from me.
Absolutely no one knew me.
"Marr?" Are you okay his concerned voice asked
Jumping in surprise. I responded. "Yes,I'm good"
"Uhm okay, why were you starring on the TV". Romane frowned looking at it."There is absolutely nothing on the screen."
"Yea....I know"
"Dinner is on the table let's eat and don't you dare think we're not talking about it. This is not the first time you've blanked out... I'm getting you a therapist."
Getting up I walked into the dimly lit dinning room. The mouth watering aroma inviting.
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A black Freak's charm
RomansaMaria, A sheltered little angel,life changes for her when she loses her father at the age of nine. Life at home gets hard as both her and her mother are faced with poverty. Living with her mother becomes an abusive mess. Her mental health constantly...
