Chapter 4

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He was leaning over me "little bitch needs a lesson" he beats me merciless. "Have you learnt your lesson"

I wake up, thank god that was just a dream.
"Thank god your awake!" Mom says, sounds like she was worried.
"How long have I been gone?" I ask
"3 weeks " mom replies.
I gasp. Shit. My ribs. I can't breath. I start coughing for air.
"Help" I croak.
Mom yells for a doctor, some nurses arrive and puts me on breathing support. Then they dope me up on more painkillers. No pain. Heaven.
"You okay sweetheart." Mom says.
I glare at her.
"Do you think I'm fucking okay!! I have lived all my life with abuse and pain, you tried to bloody poison me when I was 3!! I have lived all my life, ever since I remember with you and Kelvins abuse and hate!!! WOULD YOU BE OKAY IF YOU WERE IN MY SHOES!!!!! Oh wait I don't have shoes because you've never cared enough to get some shoes and clothes, but you dress your baby's in the latest fucking fashion well I walk around in withering bloody rags!!!!!"
I feel a sharp pain in my arm and my world goes black.

I wake up to see mum being taken away by police " I'm sorry" she mouths to me.
A man in a suit is sitting next to me.
"Hello I'm Inspector Thomas, the staff heard the commotion and they have cameras and mics in every room so we have most of your conversations on tape."
I'm glad that they taped everything.
"What's happening?" I ask
"Your Mother and Stepfather are being taken away to prison and your siblings to their aunt Faes" he replies.
"Where am I going to stay then" remembering that aunt Fae also hates my guts.
"You'll probly be put into foster care" he says.
"What about the baby in my stomach?" I say.
He walks away not answering my question.
A lady walks in.
"I'm Kelsey your foster care worker I'll be placing you in a home and deciding what happens to your babies ."
" Babies  ?" I say.
"You don't know yet?" She says.
"Know what?" I say
"Your pregnant with twins" she's says.
"What?!" I say. I'm so shocked. Twins!!!. Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT!.
I look at the bump I suppose it is a bit big for 6 weeks.

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