I'm His

Chapter 5

I know I haven't updated ages but schools been crazy. Sorry ❤️ I'll be better now cause I got half term holidays! Anywho onward to the story😁
~Lucy
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There she was standing in my bedroom doorway with a cruel sneer on her face. She stepped into my room and shut the door behind her. "You aren't going anywhere." She said as she removed her big hoop earrings and crunched her knuckles in a threatening manner. "Cindy please just let me leave, I'll find your money and more, I promise. Just don't sell me off." I tried reasoning with her. She chuckled shaking her head and putting her long locks up into a bun. "It's funny how you think I actually give a shit about your opinion. Your just a fucking annoyance then needs to fuck off. For all I could care they could take you to their gang, pass you around each member and then slit your throat. In fact I would throw a party. Cause you see Adele all you are is a worthless slut that no one cares about."

My bottom lip trembled. "That's not true, I do have people who care" I whispered more to my self than her. Before I could comprehend what was happening Cindy had grabbed my hair and slammed my face into the wall. "Oh do you really? Your dad sold you, the hunk of a man that just bought you is just gunna use you and I've heard that your only sister is taking your niece and moving to different continent. Sure seems caring! Who else is there? You don't have any friends because your a little freak and your whore of a mother went and died on you so tell me sweetie, who cares about you?" By this point I was sobbing trying to get her off me, though my efforts were futile.

"Don't talk about my mum like that" I screamed. She pulled my head back and slammed my head into the wall causing my vision to go blurry and a wave of pain to go through my head. She threw me to the floor and started kicking me in the stomach.
"Don't"
Kick
"Tell me"
Kick
"What to"
Kick
"Do"

She picked the photos that I had placed on my bed moments before and threw it to the floor making the glass frame smash in the process. The glass shards flew everywhere leaving small cuts all over my body. She yanked my head up by my hair and slammed my head into the floor for good measure. "Do us all a favour and die bitch" and with she turned away from me and walked out the door. I groaned in pain and tried to shake of the dark which was trying to consume me. I reached out and picked up the picture next to me wincing as I did so. I brushed of the glass and ran my finger over happier times.

I looked into my mothers smiling face and memories came to me. Mum, Harrie and I dancing around barefooted in the grass, my doting father placing a flower garland on my head saying it was a crown for a princess. The adoring look in my fathers eyes every single time he looked at my mum. My mum rocking me to sleep and singing lullaby to me until I drifted into the land of dreams. How when I was younger and suffered from nightmares, Slade used to climb through my window and wrap me in his arms making me feel safe and secure. The emptiness left when my mum passed on, when Slade left, Harrie moved out and all the bullshit that happened after.

Surely walking around with a gaping hole in my chest means that I can't live very long without a significant amount of pain. I had had enough pain and wanted no more of it. "See you soon mum" and with that I let the darkness consume me.
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I'm sorry I know it's short but it's needed. Hope you liked it. Are you shocked at Cindy? Let me know.

I was listening to 'Is There Somebody Who Can Watch you' by the 1975 when I was writing the end with her memories so imagine that. Gotta love Matthew Healy 😜💗🙈👌🏻

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