The totally unexpected events that changed my life

Chapter 6 - part 1

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Chapter 6

It had been exactly a week since arriving in this hell hole. I had noticed a few things weird about Seth and Emily but I decided to ignore them since they are my parents. Some parents they turned out to be!

“F*ck Vanessa!! you call this clean?! Godammit.” Emily screamed snapping me out my memories of the past weekend .

I looked up from the brown spot i had been scrubbing on the floor for the past hour at Emily's red face. She held up a plate that i had cleaned, doing the dishes that morning. There was a tiny crumb stuck to it. She shook it in my face.

“well?! What do you have to say for yourself?!! You can’t do anything right, can you!!” She shouted in my face.

I felt a familiar anger boil inside of me and i looked her straight in the eye, “go to hell.”

She faltered and her eyes widened before rage set it and before i knew what was happening the plate was shattered on the floor. Emily wrapped her hand around my arm and pulled me up, her nails digging into my skin.

She jerked me against her and shoved her face close to mine. “you little bitch” Her hand flew across my face with a crack and i felt my head jerk to the side.

She pushed me away and i hit the wall and slid down, cradling my red cheek. Tears welled up in my eyes but i willed them not to fall. I had to be strong. I stared at Emily, my mom, and watched for what seem like the hundredth time as her look of pure anger transformed into one of regret, sympathy and.. love. As if!

She rushed towards me and took me in her arms. I shied away from her and my body went stiff. Tears ran down her cheeks, “I’m sorry baby, i didn’t mean it. I’m so so sorry.” she cooed.

I wanted to throw up. I pushed her off me, leaving her curled up on the floor, and darted up the stairs to my room. I shut the door and sank to the floor as the tears overflowed.

The second day I had been here they took my phone and car keys, claiming they wanted to “keep them safe”. What did they need to keep me safe from? I don’t know . Why had i believed them? I have no idea. They had then locked me in my room after I went to bed, and the next morning I woke up to find I couldn’t leave. I was in there for a few days. They gave me no food. When I came out they were completely different people. Emily, was an emotional wreck. Not to mention completely bipolar and abusive. I shivered, as i thought of the crack of her slap. And Seth… Seth was my worst nightmare.