chapter -seven

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Adeline's pov

After so many years i just threatened someone ,and i used to call that someone my friend. I can't believe it . Why would she talk ? What's the reason  behind all this ? I want to know what made her talk about my past without my permission.

"What happened to your fucking eye "i knew he was being bullied but violence wasn't used . I went up to his face and slowly traced my hands to his black eye that was slowly turning purple

"Its fine dont worry "he said  trying not to sound in pain

"Fine? Are you fucking serious? Who did it " i asked but deep down i knew he wasn't going to answer me

He never said his name . Never . It didn't matter how hard i would try i wouldn't get anything out of his mouth

"Can you cover it with make up or something"he sounded tired

"Fine but only this time " i said once not because I had a problem doing it but because i wanted him to talk to  someone about this

At the end i didnt only cover it once  or twice .

He would come to me and i would have to cover his fucking bruises every two or three days . He promised me that he would talk to someone but he never kept his promise

I tried finding the fucker who was hitting him , but no luck

Fuckk mee

It was like 8 o'clock and i had nothing to do .
So i went downstairs to be meet with a woman dressed in a black tight skirt with a black laced t shirt

Is that my mum ? What ?

"Mum? Is that you " i mean i never seen my mum dressed in this type of clothes .

"Hey sweetie how are you " she asked feeling akward

I didnt answer the question

"Where are you going  "i already kind of knew this answer but i had to hear it from her . My feelings were mixed up .

"Umm.. sweetheart.... how can i say this ?"she asked herself

"Youre going on a date ?"i asked her  with no emotion on my eyes .

She hesitated and was looking at me with pleading eyes

I shook my head and started walking back to my room . When i got in i locked the door because i know that she always runs behind me

This is worse than i imagined . Tears started running down my face.

I knew that this was going to happen eventually. But its still too early . Its only been a FUCKING year since dad passed away . How can she move on so fast ?

"Adeline open the door, please baby lets talk about it " she said and i could feel the pain in her voice

"I dont want to talk about your sex life "

"Its not about my sex life baby please open the door" i sighed and opened the door

I crossed my hands and waited for her to talk

"Baby you know how much i loved your father " doesn't seem like it

"I think he would want us to be happy"that he would

"Its only been a year mum" i said calmy

"Well  i need a male  figure next to me to help me "  she said raising her voice

"I'm helping you mum ,i always have . What ? Am i suddenly not enough?"i asked

"Adeline you need to stop being a child . I appreciate your help with everything but i need a different kind of help " what the fuckk ?

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