Hold my hand

Chapter 1

Kyla POV

Another day. Another beating. Now I have gotten used to it to be honest. At first I used to cry. A lot.

*Trigger warning*

I used to beg her to stop as I coughed up blood when she kicked my ribs. I used to shout for someone to help me when she burnt me with her cigarettes. I used to sob when she whipped my back. I held on to my screams when she carved words into me. And I was finally destroyed when she sold my body to her clients as their personal slut.

*Tw ended*

From that day I stopped crying because I knew there was no one there to help me. I became quiet. The only emotion I showed was my fake smile because I knew that I was broken. A mother who was supposed to be there for her kid she was the one who shattered me into a million pieces. So this is my sob story.

I got up from my mattress and went to the bathroom. I took a quick shower, put on a black hoodie and some Jeans, did my hair and slowly crept down.

My mother was lying on the couch with a beer bottle in her hand. Rick, my stepfather was reading the newspaper in the dining room. Rick was not bad like my mother. He married her a month back only and was hardly ever home. So he was fine to be with I guess. He still didnt know about the abuse and I dont plan on telling him that.

He gave me a small smile and I returned it. I went to the kitchen and ate a piece of toast. I took an apple and took off to school. My school was a 15 minute walk from here so I walked there.

I reached school and headed towards my locker. I had no friends. I was the school nerd. I didnt have any problem with that. I prefer being alone usually. I gave a small smile to everyone who were in my way and reached my locker.

I took my books and headed to the class. I sat at the back and started reading a novel. The teacher came in and started the lesson. Like that school passed in a blur and before I knew it It had ended.

I walked back home but I noticed a crowd outside by my house. A bunch of police officers were there. One came up to me and asked,"Are you Kyla George?"

I nodded.

"I'm sorry to inform you that your mother just had a drug overdose and is no more. I am sorry for your loss" she said.

I couldn't believe it. A small part of me was happy that I was finally free from that bitch. But most of me was feeling numb. She sure did go away but the scars that she left behind were a reminder to me of her.

The officer looked at me expectantly probably thinking that I'm going to cry. I didn't want to but just for them not getting suspicious of me I let out a few fake tears.

She looked at me sympathetically. And boy did I hate that. I rolled my eyes internally. I then asked, "So who would I be living with?"

"Your stepfather has agreed to take you in. But as you know he's mostly in New York and now he'll have your custody you'll have to move to New York. He'll meet you at the airport. Go pack your things"

I went in and put my stuff in a small backpack. That was all I had. I looked around one more time. I looked at all the places where I was beaten mercilessly and raped. And then I yelled out "FUCK YOU" and came out of the house.

The officer drove me to the airport. We went through the security check and boarded our flight. I slept through most of the journey. Then we finally landed.

As soon as I stepped foot on the ground I just felt a protective feeling. It was like I came home. I know it's weird but I just felt a sense of relief.

I took my luggage and went outside. There was Rick standing in a blue tshirt and jeans. He gave a small smile my way and I gave one back. We went towards him.

The officer talked to him about the documents and all the responsibilities. Then after god knows how much time they shook hands and she left.

Now I was left with Rick. He smiled and said " Welcome to NYC. Hope u had a gud flight."

"I did thanks for asking" I said.

"I'm sorry about your mother by the way. You knew her more than me obviously. If you ever want to talk I'll be here."

"Thanks. How far is your house from here?" I asked.

"About a 30 minute drive. Come let's go." He said.

With that we sat in the car and drove off. I looked out of the window and smiled softly looking at my reflection thinking about the new place and new beginnings.

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Hey all...hope u liked the first chapters. I'll update soon. Take care.