Our Angelina

Chapter 1

Angelina's POV:

One year later (Angelina's fifth birthday):

Mama and I were in the kitchen making chocolate chip cookies and dancing around to the music playing from the radio on the counter. I always tried to sneak pieces of the cookie dough when mama wasn't watching.

"Angelina are you sneaking cookie dough again?" Mama playfully scolded me. 

"What are you talking about mama? What cookie dough?" I giggled. Mama was so silly, she knew I was trying to take some without her noticing. 

"This calls for the tickle monster!" Mama exclaimed. She began chasing me around, trying to catch me. Finny walked in just as she caught me.

"Does someone need a second tickle monster?" Finny said to mama.

"I do indeed," Mama said. They began to tickle me and my giggles filled the kitchen. I ended up on the floor with mama and Finny tickling my tummy, when it stopped all of a sudden. I opened my eyes to find mama and Finny staring at me with disgust and hate. 

"Mama? Finny? Why no tickle monster?" I asked.

"SHUT UP BITCH! IT'S YOUR FAULT I HAD TO LEAVE MY HUSBAND AND SONS!" Mama angrily yelled. She grabbed my hair and dragged me to living room with Finny following. She dropped me to the floor and delivered a hard kick to my stomach.

"Mama please stop! It hurts!" I cried. Finny grabbed my jaw forcefully. His stinky breath fanned across my face, making me scrunch up my nose in disgust.

"Shut up you ungrateful bitch. You've been a bad girl and that deserves a punishment," Finny whispered in my ear. I saw his foot coming in to connect with my ribs, and curled into a ball to protect myself.

I woke up with a gasp. 

It was just a nightmare.

I looked out my window to see it was still slightly dark outside. The sun was just starting to rise. I got up from my sleeping bag and made my "bed". Mama and Finny took all my things away because they said I was a bad girl, and bad girls don't get to have nice things. 

As I was getting ready to go make breakfast for mama and Finny, I remembered that today was my fifth birthday. 

Maybe Mama and Finny will be nice to me today because I'm a big girl now.

I only had two pairs of pants, three t-shirts, and one jacket, so choosing an outfit didn't take very long. My tummy was a funny color of purple and it hurt to breathe. Not to mention the cuts I had along my back. Finny gave those to me after I forgot to put his big boy drink on the table with his dinner, that was not a fun experience. 

I quickly pulled my last clean shirt over my head and carefully stepped down the stairs to the kitchen to start breakfast. 

Mama was already there, sitting at the table with the white powder stuff sitting on top of it.

"Mama! It's my birthday, I'm finally a big girl now!"I exclaimed, hoping mama would be just as excited as me. She slowly looked up at me with an evil glint in her eyes.

"That's right bitch, you are a big girl now. That means that you get big girl punishments," Mama snarled at me. I whimpered in fear of what was to come. " You didn't have breakfast ready on time. You know how much Finn and I despise that!" Mama forcefully stood up, knocking the chair to the ground. 

I stepped back, only to run into a wall. But it wasn't a wall, it was Finny and he looked murderous. I looked back to mama, and found her stalking towards me with an empty beer bottle in her hand. She smashed it on my head, knocking me to the ground.