Mirror's Love

Chapter 12

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Chapter 12

*Penny's POV*

"So where am I sleeping tonight?" I ask Mitch.

"Depends. Where do you want to sleep?"

"The couch works for me if you don't mind"

"Not at all"

He then walked up a few stairs and down a hallway to open up a closet. He pulls out a white sheet, a blue, white and black designed sleeping bag and two pillows with white pillowcases. I help him by carrying the pillow's trying not to put too much pressure on my knee. I guess I didn't see the last stair because I ended up tripping on it and falling on my back. I feel Mitch come running and picking me up bridal style. I then see Jerome walk out of on our the rooms in the hall. Mitch turns around still holding me and facing Jerome.

"I just tripped. Don't worry about it, go back to sleep." I said to Jerome

He walked down the stairs to face me. I lean still in Mitch's arms and hug him. He smiles and nods his head then walks back upstairs into his room. Mitch walks over to the recliner next to the couch and drops me on it. He then goes and gets the sheet, sleeping bag and pillows. He tucks the sheet in between the sofa cushions and he rests the sleeping bag on it. He unzips it and puts the two pillows on top of each other in the sleeping bag. He then comes over to me and picks me up once again. This time I wrapped my arms around his neck and nuzzled my nose in his shirt. He smelled comforting. Mitch tried to put me down but I wouldn't let go.

"Come on baby girl you need to let go so you can sleep" He cooed at me.

"I don't wanna. I like it here" I said muffling into his shirt

"What if I sing you a lullaby?"

"Fine" and i let go of Mitch's embrace to be dropped on the couch. I tuck myself in the sleeping bag as Mitch is it up.

"The clouds in the sky and the birdies flying high. And as they pass they say: "Tweet Tweet Tweet" means the dreams are sweet. So sleep. Sleep. Sleep.

The dreams may seem far but dear their close. So hold on to them tight. The sleep will come and will brings sweet dreams so sleep. Sleep. Sleep.

I watch as your eye lids flutter closed. Like the birdied flying high. And as they pass they say: "Tweet Tweet Tweet" means the dreams are sweet. So sleep. Sleep. Sleep." Mitch sang deeply.

"It's beautiful Mitch. Where did you learn that?"

"My Grandmother used to sing it to me"

"Well thank you." I said smiling. I leaned up and hugged him as Mitch hugged me back.

"You're welcome" he said smiling back. Then he walked out to his room. I turned over and shut my eyes. I started thinking of everything that has gone on the last few days. I got lost in my own thoughts and feel asleep.

*Dream*

"Calm down. Take a deep breath" my father said to my mother

"I will not calm down. Devin I'm sick and tired of you leaving every god damn weekend for your stupid job. I need you here to help me take care of her!" She says back pointing at me hiding at the top of the stairs. I instantly turn and run up the stairs a bit so I'm out of their sight but I can still hear them.

"Listen. This job supports the family. If I wasn't gone every weekend drinking trains, then we wouldn't have this house. I'll quit my job when you find a better job"

"Shut up Devin. Get out of my house. I'm done with your attitude, your selfishness and your unwilling love towards me and your daughter."

"This is our house Linda"

"Not anymore. Get out." She says and I hear a pan or pot hit him and fall on the floor. I hear the ringing or the metal on the wooden floors. I hear footsteps then a slam of a door. I listen carefully and there is only silent. I walk down the stairs to see my mother.

"Mommy, are you ok?"

"Shut up."

"Mommy, that's a swear word. Daddy said I should never say swear wor-" And then she slapped me. Right across the face. I was in shook so I started crying

"Don't you dare crying right now young lady. Get to your room and get to sleep. NOW" She said making her hands into fists. I run up the stairs tripping on the last step. I rush to my room and shut my door. I sit up in my bed and start crying. She's never hit me before. She's never yelled at me like that. This is all my fault. It's all my fault that dadd left. It's all my fault that mommy is mad at me. It's all my fault.

*End of Dream*

"It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault." I start mumbling in my sleep. I wake u to be granted by my own scream. I sit up and hug my pillow. I instantly hear Mitch run down the stairs and turn on the living room light.
"Penny, are you ok? Why did you scream?"

"Nightmare.." I mumbled. He sat next to me and put his arm around my shoulder. I turned and just rested my face on his chest.

"You don't need to tell me anything. I'm always here for you though if you want to talk."

"It was just a memory" I mumbled in his shirt

"Of what?"

"When my father and mother fought. I was 8 years old and my father was kicked out of the house. That's when my mother started.."

"Started what?"

"Started hitting me. That night she hit me and little did I know that is would turn into years of..Ab- Abu- Ab"

"Shhhh. I get it. Listen if you want you can come sleep in my room. I can keep you safe from any nightmares."

I nod my head and get up. I follow Mitch up the stairs and he turns off the light to the living room. I walk into his room and snuggle up in the bed. He snuggles next to me and wraps his arm around my waist making my cold skin touched his warm skin. And for the first in a long time, I felt safe.

*End of Chapter 12*

Wooo backstory! And boo for exams. Poop

~Cassii

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