Crazy

Chapter 5

🚫: mentions of molested. I don't want to offend anyone with this because I know some may have experienced this horrid act. I just want you to know you are not alone. I too have had this happen to me at very young age by a relative. Good news though he's in prison so I hope somebody made him their bitch.

Also I'm not looking for any attention I just wanted to let you guys know who have gone through this that you are not alone in the world.

Anyways if you're sensitive to this you do not have to read this.

No One's POV:

Hope is asleep on the couch in a hotel while the twins and her best friends are watching TV. Tiffany is on the phone with the movers who she payed to keep going ahead to Chamberlain, Main to unload their furniture.

She knows they won't steal anything because Hope compelled them to just unload and leave. Billy hears a noise and turns his head towards Hope who looks troubled in her sleep.

"It's those nightmares," Glen says staring at their older sister in worry. Billy and Stu look at them confused.

"She has them once a week. We don't know what she dreams about only mom and dad know," Glenda tells them quietly, remembering all those times their mom had to comfort her or when their dad took Hope with him on an errand.

    They all at Hope in concern. Hope's breath hitched as her hand tightens on the couch cushion. "Mom?" Glen whispers pointing at their sweaty and restless older sister.

Tiffany looks at Hope with a sad frown and walks over, kneeling down next to her. She softly combs her fingers through Hope's hair and starts humming a song. Hope slowly calms down as the humming reaches her ears but stays asleep.

     8 years old Hope is curled up into a ball crying, scared in her room while Dale bangs the woman he left her with for awhile. The woman touched her middle and made her do things that scared and confused Hope.

    She knows nobody should be touching her like that but the woman threatened to tell Dale so she did as she said in fear.

   Hope cries quietly, hugging her bear to her chest but jumps as a hand softly combs through her hair. She stays still with her eyes squeezed shut in fear.

   "Baby mine, don't you cry, Baby mine, dry your eyes," Hope's head shoots up as she hears the familiar voice and song.

"Mommy!" Hope leaps into her arms resting her head on Julies chest. Julie smiles sadly and wraps her arms around her daughter.

   "Rest your head close to my heart, never to part, Baby of mine. Little one when you play. Don't you mind what they say, let those eyes sparkle and shine. Never a tear, Baby of mine," Julie sings softly, stroking her daughter's hair.

When Hope lifts her head she see's a knife sticking out of Julie's chest and screams in terror as Julie looks at her with blood coming from her mouth.

   Hope gasps awake making her siblings and best friends jumps. Tiffany strokes her hair gently still humming and watches Hope calm down.

Hope grabs her mom's hand that's gently rubbing her stomach and squeezes it softly. Tiffany smiles and leans in, planting a soft kiss on Hope's forehead before standing.

Hope's POV:

    I sit up right on the couch and rub my sweaty palms on my jeans. "You alright, smiley?" Stu softly asks and I look up seeing everyone staring at me in concern.

   I clear my throat slightly, "y-yeah, I'm fine." They didn't look convinced and even I noticed how fake I sounded. The truth is I'm not fine. Far from it. But I deal with it, with the help of my parents.