What If?

Who's Mandy?

Chapter 5.

Who’s Mandy?

Okay guys. Here is the next chapter. I really appreciate those of you that comment, vote, and fan. It really means a lot. I'm thinking about stopping this story. I'm not getting very many reads anymore and I'm not getting much feedback either... I'm not sure. The story isn't going how I planned. Do you like it? And do you like papa? I don't. :) okay well here's your next chapter.

Chapter 5.

Who’s Mandy?

Mama and I talked for a while. We burned through a lot of topics. Laundry, boys, my homeschooling, global warming and just about everything else imaginable. By the time the conversations started to die down, it was past midnight.

"I'm tired mama." I said, stifling a yawn.

"Me too baby. Let's head up to bed." she replied.

I stood up and grabbed Mama's arm to help her up. She winced.

"What mama?" I asked

"Let go baby. My arm. The cuts."

I let go quickly and mama fell back to the floor.

"Mama! Oh, I'm so sorry!" I felt horrible. I knelt down next to her and held her back to prop her up.

"Sophie, it's alright honey. I've got it." Mama hoisted herself off the floor without using her hands. We trudged up the stairs together until we got to mama's room.

"Uh. Mama? Um. Uh? Papa's in there." I said as quiet as possible, pointing to the door to her bedroom. She halted just as her hand was about to turn the doorknob.

"I know sweetheart. I'll be fine. Get some sleep and I'll wake you up bright and early for a ride. Okay?" she reassured.

"Really? Are we really going for a ride? Yes!" I whisper-yelled. We hadn't been on a horseback ride in so long. Last time we went on a ride, just me and her, was when I was fourteen. The horses are going to LOVE this. I'm going to love this. I can't wait.

"Yes. Now get some sleep." She replied with a smile.

"Okay mama. Goodnight. Love you." I jumped up and wrapped my arms around her neck. She kissed my forehead, and I made my way into my bedroom across the hall.

I slowly opened the door to my room to get changed into my pajamas. I grabbed some old sweatpants from when I took dance lessons and an old t-shirt that was once Mama's. I quickly changed and got under the covers. Once I did, the bed rustled next to me. I jumped up.

"What in the world? Red! How did you get inside?" I grabbed the covers in my hand and ripped them off my bed, only to find not Red in my bed, but my father.

I froze as he stared right at me. He smiled. I hate it when he smiles. His grimy teeth and smelly breath make him all the more scary.

"Hello Mandy." he said, still smiling.

"M-Mandy." I stuttered. That's not what I wanted to say. I wanted to say "You dirty piece of crap. Get out of my bed. And this house. And my life." And I wanted to smack him and kick him and punch him until the cows came home. But I didn't. All I said, was Mandy. Who's Mandy?

"Mandy." he said again.

"No. I'm-I'm Soph. Sophia. Your daughter." I said, frightened.

"Oh Mandy. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I didn't mean to. He made me do it. It wasn't my fault." He started to get up. He was sobbing into his hands. I slowly backed up toward the exit. Where's a pocket knife when you need one?

"Give me a hug, sweetheart. I'm sure your husband won't mind. Just a friendly hug." he said, walking toward me with outstretched hands. What the heck was he talking about? Was he drunk? Maybe that’s why he was acting up.

"You- you freak!" I screamed and turned and ran out the door. I dashed across the hall without looking behind me and bursted right into Mama's room.

"Mama! He. And I. And Mandy. Who's Mandy? Mama. He's in my room." I couldn’t manage to make the words come out how I wanted to. I ran to her and jumped onto the bed.

Mama instantly understood what I was talking about.

"He's in your room" Mama exclaimed. It sounded more like a statement than a question.

I nodded and began to sob.

"Honey come here."

We laid down, facing the door, waiting, just waiting for him to come through the door. But papa never came in. I heard his voice from the bedroom.

"Mandy. I'm so sorry." he repeated over and over.

"Mama, who is Mandy? He called me Mandy" I said between sobs.

"Shh, honey, I don't know. I just don't know. I better go in there and calm him down, tell him to go downstairs so you can have your room. I'll be back in a minute" Mama started walking toward the door.

"No mama! A minute is too long to be gone! Stay here! I'm scared!" I screamed frantically.

She came back over to the bed and wrapped me in her arms.

"Okay honey, shh, I'll stay here. Just get some sleep" she comforted.

"Goodnight mama"

I laid there for a while hearing cars go by out on the highway every once in a while. I matched my breathing with Mama's and slowly drifted off into a deep sleep, dreaming of the days when Chase, my little brother, and I played "Survivor" in the front lawn. Just as he was about to lose his last life, a loud pound woke me from my dream. I jumped and hit my head on the headboard. I looked around and once my vision became clear, I saw my father standing in the doorway.

Next thing I know, I'm jumping out the second story window with mama right behind me, still processing what I just saw; my father, with a gun in his hand.

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Okay guys. That's it for this chapter. I'm not sure where I am going with this story. :/ it's not turning out how I planned.

DON'T YOU JUST LOVE CLIFF-HANGERS!?! :D yeah, me too.

So now you are probably wondering who Mandy is?

Well I am wondering that same thing myself. Just kidding. I have an idea, just not exactly sure of how to go through with it.

 To the right is Brian, Sophia's dad!!! ---> hahaha jk, I wanted to leave it up to you guys to decide in your heads what he looks like, he's tall, not too old but looks aged, and add a dash of creepy in there, huh? ;) hehe that thing ----> is really weird -_-

Well thanks for reading! I never knew I would come this far on wattpad! I really appreciate all my fans. You guys are what keep me going.

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"The truth is, everyone is going to make you suffer in life, you just have to find the ones worth suffering for."

~ Bob Marley

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