Stars In Her Eyes

Eleven

It's been four days. It has been storming none-stop. The rain keeps pouring down. So much that the backyard has turned into a big mud puddle. So we're still stuck in Sabrina's forest cottage, she hasn't had a panic attack anymore thank god.

We've been spending all our time together. Mostly by just watching movies or playing games and right now by visiting some old memories.

We're currently in the living room. Sabrina is showing me some old photos from one of her many photo albums. We've already seen her as a baby, a toddler and her in her Winnie The Pooh phase. She was so adorable as a little girl. In one picture she actually met Pooh in Disneyland. She's wearing a princess costume, two pigtails and mini mouse ears. She's smiling from ear to ear as she hugs Pooh tight. In another photo she's proudly holding up a swimming certificate. There's a woman in the picture too, I've seen her in multiple photo's. She must be her mom, though Sabrina doesn't really look like her.

Now we're looking at a picture of young Sabrina at a farm.

"Nice costume",

I tease her.

She's wearing a stereotypical farm girl outfit; a pair of denim overalls with a checkered flannel, paired with green rain boots and a red bandana head band. Her right leg placed on the shovel she's holding and her left arm rests on a woman's shoulder. It's that same woman.

"It's not a costume actually, I've lived at a farm for a while",

Sabrina says.

"Well you look great, so is that your mom?",

I point at the woman behind her.

"No that's Eva she eh... rescued me...",

Sabrina stares at the picture.

Her thumb rubs over the woman, Eva as she bits her lip to hold back her tears.

"What happened?",

my curiosity gets the better of me.

"My mom passed away after she gave birth to me. She had gotten really sick during the pregnancy and when given the choice she chose to keep me. She knew that meant she wasn't gonna make it but she still chose me. My dad couldn't accept the decision and certainly couldn't handle her death. He eh... he blamed me... he said that I killed mom",

Sabrina pauses as tears float down her face.

I take her close and wrap a blanket around us.

"Because of his pain he became abusive towards me. When I was five he kicked me out. However as he told me to pack my stuff I packed some of moms stuff too. That's how I found out she left this house to me. He dropped me off somewhere in the woods and he just left me there. I screamed and cried but he kept on driving away. I tried fining this house but I couldn't. Instead I got horribly lost in the woods. A few days later Eva stumbled upon me as I had finally found my way out of the forest. I was dehydrated, dirty and starved. She saved me and took care of me every since",

Sabrina is staying strong but I can tell she's emotional.

Poor thing, it sounds horrible having to go through all that at such a young age.

"Maybe that's part of why I hold on to Trent... I can't be left again...",

there's a painful honesty in her voice.

"The right people won't leave, they'll be right here. Eva hasn't left you, right?",

she should leave Trent.

"Maybe you're right",

the book closes.

"Of course, I'm always right",