Twisted Truth

Chapter Seven

ADDIE

The pain intensifies as the faceless man kicks my stomach before kneeling down to wrap his grubby hands around my neck. He smells, it's always the smell that I catch first. He only ever comes into my room when he has been drinking. My big brother usually tries to stop him hurting me, but he's been sent away. I'm here all by myself and I'm not strong enough to stop it.

"THIS IS WHAT YOU GET YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH!" He screams in my voice. I try hit his hands away. I need to get free! I want my mummy, please! I don't want to get hurt anymore.

"Addie! Addie baby wake up!"

My screams jolt me from my dreams, stumbling away from whoever is touching me.

"No! Stop please don't hurt me!" I plead cowering in the corner of my room. Terrified that he might hurt me again.

"Addie, baby it was just a dream. You're in your room, you are safe." Rocco's voice brakes me from my trance.

Rocco is here?

Shit! He is going to think I'm a right lunatic now. Drenched in sweat and screaming like a banshee. I look up from my knees to see a top less Rocco crouching down looking very worried.

"Rocco?"

"It's me! You are safe Addie. I'm going to touch you now, okay?" He is treating me like I'm some sort of abused animal. The sad thing is in some ways I am. Unfortunately, my nightmares are horrific memories that I have endured since I can remember 

Nodding my head, telling him it's okay to come close. He wraps his arms around me in a warm embrace and I'm so glad he is here to comfort me. This is usually the worst time, trying to determine what's really happening and what's not.

"I'm sorry for waking you up." I hiccup feeling the tears streaming down my face. Great! Now I'm fucking crying. I know its early considering it's still dark out. I must've only been asleep a few hours.

"Shh you have no reason to be sorry. Do you want to talk about it?" A kiss is placed on the top of my head as I shake it no. Letting Rocco know I'm in no mood to talk about the tales of my past.

"Okay baby let's get you back to bed yeah? It's still early." Rocco lifts me up as if I weigh nothing before laying us back into bed.

I doubt I'll get back to sleep but I'm comforted by the fact I'm not alone. For so long I have felt alone, no one really being there for me in my time of need. Whilst growing up its like Dan got tired of always having to be there for me. Often lashing out in frustration when I couldn't be a proper Webster.

Its the main reason why I became a completely different person altogether. Plagued by the realisation that I come from a family what was raised by a monster who liked to abuse little girls.

Its been a few hours and I've seen the sun rise, the last few hours have been peaceful. Laying on Rocco's chest listening to his heartbeat and feeling the steady in and out of his breath. When his alarm goes off I pretend to be asleep to save myself the embarrassment of my actions.

What surprises me the most is when he is up and dressed, Rocco strokes my hair back from my face and presses a small kiss on my forehead. It takes every little bit of me not to smile. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think I'm getting heart flutters.

"Sleep well spitfire. I'll phone you later." He whispers into my hair thinking I'm still sleeping before heading out the door. Finally settled and content I drift off into a completely peaceful sleep.

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Its 6pm and after I woke up for my sleep - best sleep I've had in a long time!- I decided it would be a potter in the house day. Schools off for winter break which I'm glad of. Don't get me wrong, I love school, I actually excell in it but the balancing act was getting too much.