TW: Mentions of abuse, neglecting, and abandonment
Jeremy's POV.
I was with mommy walking around town per usual. She kept a firm grip on my wrist but it hurt. I couldn't say anything about it either since she'd tighten her grip on it making me cry.
If I did cry then I'd get slapped and my food privileges would be taken away. I don't want to be hungry again. It hurts a lot. I didn't like when mommy and daddy fought too. Sometimes I'd get in the middle of it and even once I got taken to the hospital because mommy had a glass in her hand and had hit me.
I didn't like mommy or daddy. They were mean to me. I did like Nonna, she gave me sweets whenever she visited and even sung me lullabies and read me stories. I wish I could see her more.
I stopped when mommy stopped. She shoved me into a building and I ended up falling over and hitting my head. "Such a stupid brat. Can't even go in right." She spat at me. I felt a few tears well up in my eyes as people stared at me.
I just wanted to go home to Nonna. Mommy forced me to carry everything she bought and threatened to take away my food privileges for two weeks if I dropped anything. I gave a small nod in response as I was very careful.
I scrunched up my nose as I heard her laugh saying that I wanted to help her anytime someone asked. I just wanted to tell them that I wasn't helping and that I was being forced. Last time I did that though I got put in the quiet room.
She was done in the store after an hour. I was sleepy by then. I tilted my head after we made an unexpected stop. She made me go in and give her things to her. I was confused before looking around.
"Y'know I've always hated you. I hope you have a good life wasting away in here." I heard her say before she left. I soon saw a lady bend down next to me. She gave me a teddy before leading me to a room with other kids.
I smiled a bit as I wouldn't have to stay with mommy or daddy anymore. I would no longer be beaten for anything I do wrong. I was finally safe from them.
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Adopted Jeremy Heere good ending. (Rewritten!)
FanfictionI know I already have this story but I decided to do it in first person so it'll be better. Jeremy was just around four when he was adopted by someone named Michael mell and his husband.