Little Whispers

Chapter 8

I don't remember what my dream was but it must have been really bad because when I woke up the sheets underneath me were soaked and stinky.

I immediately began crying for two reasons; 1. Because Henrietta and Karen were going to kick me out and 2. I was probably going to be beaten for this before they kicked me out. Sobs racked through my body. I had thought I found somewhere to be safe but I ruined it like I ruin everything. 

I thought about how mad Karen and Henrietta were going to be when they found out how stupid I was. I cried more imagining how happy I could have been. It was no use though because not even 5 seconds later Hen walked through the door with Karen in tow. 

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so, sorry please don't kill me, I'm sorry." I sobbed on the verge of hysteria. 

Hen was the first to break the silence, "Hey Love bug you've got nothing to be sorry about and we would never hurt you." 

I tried to plead with them as they walked towards me, "No. Please no, I'm sorry please."

Nothing I said would stop them because soon they were at my side. I looked down determined not to see how mad they were. The tears would not stop even as I tried to stop the sounds coming from my mouth.

"Oh, Honey." Karen said.

"Look at us baby," Hen said lifting my head. "There's our pretty girl. Look, accidents happen and there is no reason why you should be punished for something as easily fixed as this, Okay?"

I nodded my head as she wiped the tears from my face. 

"Good. Now I've got to get to work early but Karen is gonna get you washed up while I put these sheets in the wash. Hmm?" Henrietta said.

I nodded again looking down at my hands that were fiddling just above the soft bedsheet. Karen grabbed my hand and helped me down from the bed. The big shirt Hen gave me falling down just above my knees. 

A tug at my hand and I follow Karen after waving goodbye to Hen who was pulling the sheets off the bed. Receiving a small wave back I focused back on the path to the hose I'm sure was waiting for me.

I was confused when Karen lead me through a door to a bathroom. Turning my gaze to her I cocked my head a little bit to try and communicate my confusion. When that didn't work I tried to use my words but I didn't want to seem rude so instead I just pulled on her hand so she would look at me.

"What's wrong?" 

"What are we doing in here?" I whispered.

"We gotta get you cleaned up." She said with a confused look on her face.

"But there's no hose." I said equally confused.

My words obviously did not come out the way I had hoped because she got an angry look on her face. I quickly pulled my hand from hers and curled into a ball with my back facing her. I started shaking not prepared for the pain that was coming my way.

I jumped when a calm hand touched my back running up and down slowly in a calming pattern. When I finally felt calm enough I turned around only to end up in a tight hug. Relaxing in Karen's hold I rested my head on her chest and breathed in and out slowly until I felt calm enough to look up.

"I'm sorry." I whispered. "I don't know what's wrong with me."

"There's nothing wrong with you sweetie. You were raised in a hard situation and you are learning to be yourself and any help that you need on the way we are happy to give you." Karen said smiling. 

I looked up at her and smiled back feeling the happiest I had in a long while.