What I Wished For

Chapter 9 - Not The In-laws I Want (pt. 2)

Anastasia

10th of August 2021

2 days after our 1 month anniversary it's a Monday. I don't have dance today so he decides to come over to my house after work at about 5pm. We lie down on my couch and he wraps his arms around my waist, laying his head on my stomach. "I have some homework," I tell him.

"5 more minutes," he responds.

"I really can't," I reply.

"Mmmm, fine," he says, getting off of me. I stand and go to get my books and laptop. He sits back down on the couch and waits for me to come back. Sitting down next to him, he nestles his head into my shoulder. "Are you comfortable there?" I ask him.

"Not really, I kinda wanna sleep," He answers.

"Ok, come up here," I tell him, moving my so that I am sitting up right with my legs lengthened out.

Vaishant

Following her, I place my head on her shoulder and my hand on her stomach. She starts working as I fall asleep on her beautiful body, her hand softly caressing my head. I am so tired, I fall asleep within 5 minutes. 

An hour later I wake up to the sound of her dad coming home screaming. She jumps at the sound of his booming voice as I clutch onto her waist in an attempt to calm her. Rubbing my head, she pulls me closer to her chest. Her dad walks into the room and screams, "You shouldn't be hanging out with your boyfriend, you should be studying. I expect you to dux the school, you are going to go into a shitty subject and go fucking no where. You will have no future, you are so unsuccessful. Why are everyone else's kids becoming something and mine are nothing?!" Standing up, I pull her to her feet, tears streaming down her face. I grab her things and walk her upstairs. Stepping into her room, I lock the door and tell her to sit on her bed. Sitting down next to her, I wrap my arms around her shoulder. "It's ok Anna, you're so fucking amazing, even though he doesn't see that, I do. His fucking opinion means nothing. And you will be something, an amazing mother, because you will know how to treat your kids and how not to treat your kids," I tell her.

"I'm so f-fucking e-embarrassed, and it's not f-fair. He ne-never did this to E-eleanora, h-he says he e-expects more of me be-because I'm s-smarter than she ever was - hi-his words, not mine. But it's still not fa-fair, I can't do fu-fucking everything, I'm only a hu-human, not a fu-fucking vampire with in-infinite time. I need to s-sleep, and eat, and h-have fun, I'm still young, I only just t-turned 18 and h-he's been doing th-this since I was f-ucking 12. He says the th-things that have h-happened to me because of him, l-like moving to a h-horrible school, m-made me stronger. But I was a fucking child I didn't need to be stronger," She stutters through tears. 

"You don't need to be embarrassed Anna, you can tell me anything. I know it's not fair, but you can't change him, love. And no you didn't need to be stronger, I know it really hurt you but you're ok now," I respond.

"Yeah I'm ok now, but I wasn't for a really long time and it took a lot to fix myself, by myself. Everyone expected me to just be fine as soon as I left but just because I was out of that environment it doesn't mean I was fine. When he asked why I changed so much, why I didn't hug him anymore it just hurt even more. People told me, at least it was only 9 months and that isn't life changing. But fucking 2 weeks was life changing, the fucking shit I went through, all by myself meanwhile trying to help my cousin and my best friend through their shit. I don't know how people expected me to do more. I couldn't. I didn't function. I didn't sleep. It hurt so much and it took so long for me to be remotely ok, even after I was back at my old school, it hurt so much. It didn't start to make me stronger until after I could fix myself. It took me A YEAR, an entire YEAR to get over it. And it still hurts when I think about it." She rants, still crying.