A couple of hours later Ricky came back. My parents were still here, I did try to get rid of them, numerous times in fact. They wanted to stay here for as long as they possibly can, I wanted some time to myself, to process what had happened and try to figure out what Kylie's problem.
Ricky knocked on the door and my mum moved slowly to open it. As soon as my parents knew who it was, they started asking him a billion questions.
"How couldn't you see this coming?"
"How did you allow this to happen?"
"Did you know that Kylie was like this?"
"How was Kylie even allowed on the show in the first place?"
"Mum, dad, leave him alone. Without him I wouldn't be alive, he's the one who saved me." I sighed, they always came up with different ways of embarrassing me in front of people.
They apologised and left quickly. I should feel guily about making my parents feel bad, but I really don't. Not after what they did to me over the years. They only came over to see how bad I looked.
As young girl I was abused my own flesh and blood. My mother once emotionally and physically abused in a number of ways. As I matured towards my teens, the abusing got worse. I fell into depression and began self harming. During secondary school my depression fell deeper than ever, one thing led to another and My friend ended up taking me to the hospital where I was admitted for about a month. Now I'm on The Voice and trying desprately hard to change my life around for the better. I can cope perfectly fine with the idea of never seeing my parents again, in fact that would be a heaven send.
Ricky looked at me, he knew the situation with my parents before I even had the chance to speak. It was a good thing actually, I didn't really want to try to explain it to him, its hard to explain and I don't really want to waste my time or breath on the poor excuse for parents.
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Promise
FanfictionPromising people things is easy, keeping the promise is the hard part.