Kyla's pov
We reached Rick's house. It was small but nice. It was a 2 storey. We went in."Welcome to your new house. Hope you like it. I prepared a room for you upstairs. Go unpack and freshen up." He said.
I nodded, thanking him in process and went upstairs. It was a normal room. I put my clothes in the closet and went to take a shower.
As soon as I stepped into the shower I let it out. I let all my frustration, all my pain out. I cried and cried and cried. My tears mixing with the hot water from the shower.
I cried for my helplessness,I cried for my scars, I cried for the nightmares and I cried for my virginity. I still dont know why she did that all those years. I would have gone to the police a long time ago but she was a psycho. She threatened to kill the kid whom I played with in my neighborhood if I went to the police. And I knew that she'd do it.
I still dont know how to cope up with it. It just feels numb. I washed myself and wrapped a towel around me. I put on my sweats and went downstairs.
I saw Rick cooking dinner. "Do you need some help?" I asked. He shook his head.
He served the the dinner. We ate in silence. Soon we finished with the dinner and I helped him clean the dishes.
"Hey listen we need to talk" Rick said.
"Sure."
We then went and sat in the living room.
"You'll be starting school from tomorrow. It starts at 7 in the morning."he said.
I nodded. I knew i had to go to school.
"So how do you like you room?" He asked me
"Its nice. Hey Rick?"I said
He hummed motioning me to continue.
"I just wanted to thank you for taking me in. Without you I'd be going to the orphanage."
"I did what I had to do...please dont thank me. I know it'll still take some time for you to open up to me and I respect that...but just know that I'll be here for you." He said.
I dont know what came over me but I hugged him.
He was shocked but then slowly hugged me back.
"Goodnight Kyla."
"Goodnight Rick."
We headed to our rooms. I wasnt sleepy so I started to draw something while listening to music.
-After 3 hours-
"Mommy dont know daddy's getting hot..at the body shop doing something unholy" I hummed and finally saw my finished piece of an art.It was a girl drowning in the water. It seemed so simple yet so difficult as I related myself to it.
I cleaned my stuff up and laid down. Within a few minutes sleep engulfed me.
*Nightmare-TW*
"Where are you kylaaaaa...come out baby mommy's got a little surprise for you."
I hid under my bed wrapping the blanket around me tighter. Then suddenly the door knob starts turning and I whimper cause I knew whatever Is coming through that door is gonna add to my misery.
I peeked a little and I saw a belt in her hand. I started shaking. She slowly approached me with that sinister smile of hers and pulled me by my hair.
I yelled out in pain. She removed my top and started whipping my back as I screamed at her to stop but my screams encouraged her to do it more.
And then she grabbed my chin and said," You're an attention seeking whore and because of you I had to leave my rich husband."
She then smirked and took out a cigarette from her pocket. "Mommy nooooooo......"
*TW ended*
I woke up panting and gasping. It was a nightmare. No it was a memory. A really bad one.
I stood up at drank some water. I checked the time. It was 2 am. I knew I couldn't sleep. I decided to go take a walk around.
I put on my jacket and my shoes and went out the front door. It was pitch black with the street lights illuminating the street.
I slowly started walking towards a park I saw on my way to the house. It was eerily silent and the only sound to be heard was of frogs croaking and owls howling.
I saw the park and went and sat on a swing. I started humming a lullaby which i remembered from my childhood. I dont know where I heard it but it was like stuck in my head. And whenever i get a panic attack i hum this lullaby.
"Where did you learn this lullaby from?" A deep and hoarse voice said from behind me.
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General FictionKyla never had a good past. From getting kidnapped by her mother from her dad and 7 older brothers to facing physical abuse by her real biological mother, She had been through hell. But even after going through such trauma in her life she still mana...