Without A Name

Chapter 6

I couldn't possibly let her do this, yet she stopped me and started to dry my hair. She started talking saying she saw everything I was doing outside her bakery. I apologized right away, she stopped me saying that it was okay. She took care of me and I've never felt this warmth from anyone before. She clothed me, fed me, talked with me, and even let me stay over. I really wanted to give in but I just can't, I can't just let my guard down to everyone who is nice to me. I tried to walk out but she wouldn't let me. She eventually asked me what I was doing all alone on a rainy day like this and asked if I was lost. So I just told her everything. I told her everything about me and everything that has happened this past year.

After I was talking, I looked up... she was crying. She said that she felt very sorry for me and that I could live with her from now on and that she would protect me. This was not easy, I wanted to trust her but what if I get betrayed again. I wanted to leave everything behind and live with her but I also didn't want to trust her because what if this was all a plan for me to get hurt again. I didn't want to go back to that hellhole so she offered me to sleep over and that she'll put out a bed and everything. I had nowhere to go so I accepted her offer. I washed up and slept on the pullout bed she had set up for me. She went to her room and I sat on the bed thinking about all that had happened.

They say to never go to bed angry but that night, I was furious... everyone that made my life miserable, living life to the fullest. I am disgusted. Yet I couldn't do anything, I wanted revenge, after thinking and rethinking, I found out being more successful than them is my revenge. Its not like I have money and power if I just snapped my fingers. The next morning, I asked if the bakery lady could adopt me... give me a better life than I had ever dreamt. She said okay... I didn't know whether to trust her but if I was going to start my plan, I have to act fast. This was my chance and I took it. I was able to finally leave everything behind and also find a way to take revenge on everyone who hurt me.

Later that day, she got the paperwork and she signed them and I told my mother to sign them which was easy since she didn't even care for me. But it was the signing part that was difficult because she said no, why would she say no, she never even cared for me. You must be thinking how could a mother do that to her child, hate to break it to you... this isn't a fairytale. She told me that she wants me to stay, suffer with her, and I quote, "If I'm not free, you can't be free". A week later, she said yes and signed the documents. She said that she didn't want to hold me back and live the same life she had. I was conflicted and hurt because why did she do this now. But this doesn't mean anything, I was hurt by that woman and that will never change how I feel towards her.

Now I had a new guardian, I told her my plan and she was supportive of me. I finally had gotten rid of chains trapping me. We moved to a different city and I went to a different high school. I got good grades and I finally decided I was going to stay away from guys. I didn't create drama this time and everyone was nice and welcoming. I kept a distance from everyone and didn't make friends because I still have walls. I wanted to move past myself but I will never forget everybody else and what they had done to me. I  promised myself that I am going to grow and be better than everybody.

The bakery lady bought me a phone because I had thrown away the other phone. I kept tabs on my bullies and everyone else through the bakery lady friends from our old city. I ended up graduating high school, getting into one of the best universities in the state. I also graduated with 20 degrees in math, science, engineering, etc. I ended up starting my own company with my money I earned from stocks. I planned on making it big, maybe even bigger. I managed to do all this by myself because I had the right people around me and the right environment. In the midst of this, I hadn't noticed that my guard had dropped and I could finally call the bakery lady "mom". Realizing that I quietly cried in my room and was on my mind constantly for a couple of days. I was able to accept it and one day I called her "mom", I looked her in her eyes and said it one more time "mom." She was tearing up and she hugged me tightly and I felt so happy and we were both giggling.