Chapter Twenty Two

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Chapter Twenty Two

*Hunter*

"Watch your mouth young lady!"

"No! Why won't you listen to me?"

"Because he would never do anything like that! He loves me and he isn't the monster you make him out to be you ungrateful little girl."

"He touched me." A pause, "He touches me while you're away. And it's all the time because you're never here!"

"He wouldn't-,"

"Well he did, mom, he did."

"He wouldn't." Smack, "He wouldn't."

Tears roll down my skin painfully as I stare at the floor, hand on cheek, breaths leaving my mouth in small puffs. The jingling of her designer knock off bracelets is the only noise in the room besides my heart beating out of my chest.

"I can still feel his hands on me." Pause, "I can't still feel the way his wedding ring felt as he pinned me down on my bed." My eyes never leave the floor as the words feel like rocks in my throat, "It was before I moved to the basement so Lillian was sleeping and-"

"Shut up!"

"He said it was our little secret!"

"Stop it, stop- stop-,"

"Mom! Wake up that man is a monster!"

"I love him!"

"Well he sure as hell doesn't love you!"

Smack.

The carpet that has soaked in years of cheap perfume and cleaner feels like gravel under my hands as I catch my breath.

"You don't care." My cheeks are hot from holding in tears, "I'm your daughter and you don't care that you're freak of a husband sexually assaulted me." My eyes bore into hers and she just looks as if she's going to explode before all I can hear is the click of her heels and the beating of my heart as the world around me crumbles.

The IPhone that I paid for with my own allowance because for my birthday when I asked for one from my mom, her and Mark were in Spain pissing away their savings. I got a card that year but really what I got was peace of mind that they were both gone.

"Hello?" His drowsy voice comes through the line, "Hunter it's three in the morn-,"

"I told her, Zayn I told her and she won't- she doesn't- she doesn't care." I cry into the device.

"Baby, hey it's okay you're okay. I'll come get you alright?"

"I love you. I- I love you so-,"

"No Hunter don't do anything. I'll I- shit- I'll be there in ten minutes."

"You deserve so much better than me Zayn, it'll be better if I-,"

"No Hunter I love you baby please don't do anything." He's crying now. He doesn't usually cry and it breaks my heart, "I'll be there in ten- ten minutes."

Click.

"I love you."

*

My hands are shaking when I finally catch my breath. My lips are quivering and my cheeks are wet and there are arms wrapped around me feeling like a cage as memories of being trapped fill me to the brink.

"Hunter what are you doing?"

"S-Sorry, go back to sleep." I force a smile through my tears and stand from the bed and pull the Packers t-shirt over my head.

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