Warning: Some mature content such as sexual assault, abuse and explicit language are mentioned in this chapter, viewer discretion is advised.[Everleigh]
"Baby…Baby, open your eyes for me…"
My mother's voice faded in and out of the darkness that consumed my vision, that faded in and out along with the pain that ricocheted throughout my body like I had been placed in front of a firing squad for the crimes that I had done.
I tried to open my mouth to call for her, to tell her that I needed help and I wanted her to save me from this pain, this unexpected agony that I was experiencing.
But I couldn't get my voice to work, couldn't understand why I didn't see Mom through the dark haze crowding my vision and causing my head to swim with dizziness.
My lips parted and closed, chapped and dry and my eyelids fluttered with the multiple attempts to open them but I was struggling.
Fighting with every inch just so I could try to break out of the haze that was overpowering my senses.
And it felt like an eternity before my eyes could try to peel open and my stomach turned sideways when I saw her, my mother, casually smoking some sort of drug rolled up into paper, her lips sucking in a deep inhaling breath of the illegal substance that she craved so much.
She held the toxic drug in her lungs for a few heartbeats before releasing it with a giggling laugh like a young schoolgirl, her eyes dilated and red just as much as her cheeks were flushed from the drug she got such a high off of.
It turned and twisted my stomach just to see her like this, just to see her so addicted to anything else that wasn't good in life.
She cared more about hunting down the newest dealer on the market then she did caring about her own daughter.
And she quickly proved my point to be one of the truth when she pointed down to my lower body with her free hand, another giggle erupting from her as she tried to speak coherently through the drugged haze she purposely sent herself spiraling through.
"You're all red, baby…And naked too!"
She laughed as if this was the funniest thing she had ever discovered before and I gulped as my eyes slowly ventured down the length of my young, naked body to find the spot between my legs that was bleeding profusely.
I almost hurled upon the sight as a flash of pain burned through my body, the blood of ruined innocence dripping down my thighs further.
The blood of my stolen innocence.
My body had been bargained for, put to shame because my mother allowed those awful excuses for human beings to violate me in ways that should never be done to someone like me or anybody.
I was just a young girl….And a part of me that I never even considered or thought much about before was ripped away like it meant nothing or that it didn't matter at best.
Like…Like I didn't matter at all.
I couldn't contain the sobs anymore as they shook my small body painfully, couldn't choke down the acid that burned in my stomach and forced itself up my throat until I had no choice but to throw my guts up on the hard floor beside me.
And whilst I was experiencing this agonizing moment, this mental and physical break of insanity and unclarity, my mother was right alongside me laughing her ass off like a damned hyena.
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