I don't know what is happening with my stories, but I'm not getting the respect that I believe that I have earned on Wattpad with my stories. The votes are okay but the comments are way low. I love to write but I also like to have the opinion of my readers and the fans of my book. I'll start with twenty comments and one hundred votes on this chapter.
"I don't have to forgive you nor will I ever forget."
--Unknown
Ouch. My head hit the cold metal and I cringed from the effect it had on me. Questioned just started to float through my mind of why was I laid out on this this-- I looked around, bed.
It was my bed. Or atleast the bed that I used to lay in when I lived with my mother, my stepfather, and my brother. Up until I went to college in Atlanta and made a life their.
Truthfully, I had missed my room. I missed the smell of it, the pink color that stuck out like a sore thumb on my wall, and all the photographs that filled my wall which suprised me that my mom hadn't got rid of.
All I could focus on was my room now and as I turned my head, I was faced with a picture that my father and I had took when I was little. It had to be the last picture we had taken that my mom had printed from his phone. She told me that this picture was the picture that let her know that I was with him when he wrote a goodbye letter to her. The picture was of me and my father and he was holding me in his arms with my hair all over my head, with my grey eyes that were now long gone, and I was kissing a piece of paper. I smiled, just thinking about it.
"I remember when I first gave you that picture when you were little."
I turned around and their standing was my mother making my smile drop and the fact of why I was even here rest in my mind. I knew I was suppose to be going to the baby'shower with Charity then I ended up here with a banging headache as well.
"What am I doing here momma?"
She came over to me after she closed the door and sat beside me putting her hand on my thigh while I looked anywhere but her face even though I was still thinking about it. She still looked the same. She still had her long blonde hair and she still had that dimpled smile. She was my mother and she still looked the same even younger to me even though I would never admit it.
"Geniese?"
I turned my head to her to see what she wanted and to look in her eyes but she was making me feel uncomfortable. I didn't want to be touched by her nor did I want to sit here and act like their wasn't a problem between us when there was.
So I moved her hand gently off of my thigh catching a look of shock from her eyes.
"I don't understand why I'm here and I don't understand why are you trying to sit here and have a conversation with me when I don't want to. I want my daughter."
Gold stood up from the bed and although she didn't want to she immediately started crying.
"Why are you treating me this way? I'm tired of going through this with my own daught--"
"Well you shouldn't have called me out on something you had no right to. My baby was and is a blessing and for you, my own mother to sit there and say my baby was a mistake to me and make me feel horrible about it should make you feel the way your feeling. I'm sorry but I do not care!"
I looked at her waiting for her to say anything else and for a moment I felt in control. For the first time. I remembered that day, on my graduation, she was pregnant and I let everyone know I was pregnant. I could tell she wasn't okay with it which was fine by me as long as she didn't bad mouth my baby. But one day I came over, during my pregnancy, she let me know how she really felt and I could never forget what she said to me.
"I can't believe you sat their and got your little fast ass pregnant during college! Do you know how embarrassing it was to find that out? I can't believe you, Geniese and the fact that you thought I was okay with it!"
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"What is going on in here and why is she crying?"
I looked up and frowned. It was my stepfather whom supported me through my pregnancy without a word like his wife. My daughter just happened to be with him and running to me on the side of him.
I moved my attention from over to him, to my daughter. She was what was important right now not either of them or the reason why I was here in the first place. I just wanted to leave. I didn't even want to know why I was here.
"Mommy! I miss you! You okay?"
I smiled at her.
"Yeah, I'm okay baby, let's get out of here once I find my shoes."
I looked down on the ground and I seen my shoes slipping them on. Charity wrapped her legs around my waist and out her face in the crook of my neck and I let her. I was about to leave out of the room.
"P-please don't go, Geniese. I know what happened to you. I don't know if you remember but yesterday you fell out when you were showing up to the baby'shower and that's why your here. I'm not just crying because of how I treated you, but I'm crying because what you went through baby."
I turned around to her oblivious of what she was even referring to with Charity wrapped up in my arms. I looked at how Smith was trying to stop her from talking as I soon felt my skin feel cold from movement.
"Let me finish talking Smith. She needs to know that we know," she then turned to me. "He told us that he raped you. Is it true baby? Did a guy n-named John rape you?"
I turned around, avoiding the subject, and wanted to walk out when I was faced with the reason my skin had formed goosebumps from movement, because my brother and Tea were blocking me in.
I looked down to the ground and bit my lip before looking back up, turning into a circle looking at all of them as tears begin to form in my eyes.
"Let us know why you stayed away all these years, Geniese, let us know what happened to you, baby?"
I screamed not wanting to hear my mothers voice anymore and what she wanted to hear.
"Nothing happened to me. You see I have my daughter now let me out of here."
But they wouldn't budge.
"Please Tunchi, please Tea," I cried I didn't want my baby seeing me like this. She was already looking up from my neck now and wiping the tears away from my eyes.
"Are you okay mommy?"
I smiled the best way I could.
"I'm fine baby, I'm just trying to leave with you."
While I spoke I looked up to see tea and Tunchi moving over to let me out and when they did I made sure to bump into them on the way out because if them agreeing to trap me in that room.
I walked farther and farther until I was down the steps and turned left to leave when I was faced with whom I didn't want to be faced by.
John.
So do you guys understand why Genuese left all of these years, but is that bad enough for five years? Do you think it was good for them to trap her in the room but not even a few minutes later as she is walking with her baby, trap her with somebody named John?
