My Saviour (Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter 6

[Note: NOT EDITIED]

Chapter 6

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"Thank you for informing us Miss Andrews," I smile back at the policemen sweetly. 

After the divorce my mom and I changed our last names to my mom's maiden name. 

I sit at the table in the kitchen and my mom was about to go in for a bath. "Mom you are not going to run away from this. Sit down."

"Um, what do you want to know?"

"I heard a lot, how he is isn't allowed to be near the house or near me for that matter. And why was he harassing you?"

"Honey, you're too young to know."

"Mom are you freaking kidding me right now? I nearly lost my f*cking virginity to that retched man known as my father when I was I don't know seven?! You think things like that get erased from your memory?! Well, they don't!

"I am not too young because I have gone through more shit than you have, I've gone through more shit than ninety per cent of the people my age and older and younger. So don't give me that bullshit! That man who just left didn't only near-rape me but he has done a whole lot more. Things you do not want to know. 

"So I suggest you stop telling me that I am too young and just tell me what happened already." The anger that was boiling from the core of me just erupted and I would never use such language to anyone especially if they were older than me. I was a better person than that.

She is my mom and I used words like f*ck and bullshit. That's not something I would do. That's not the lady I was raised to be. 

My mom noticeably swallows her tears down and slowly nods her head, "You remember everything?"

I nod. She nods back in understanding. "Well, after everything happened, we were in court, I doubt you remember that. In most sessions you were asleep anyway." 

I nod and encourage her to proceed. "Wait, hold on, there was more?" She asks remembering my little blowout which happened a few seconds ago. 

"Ma, that's not the point," I say calmly. 

"Yeah, I know, anyway, I thought you would have forgotten about the part where he nearly r-r-r...r — "

"Raped," I supply but I am barely audible.

"Yeah, that. Clearly you haven't, but anyway I found out and then I found out he used to abuse you and I believe once he made you drink alcohol until you passed out?"

I stare at her blankly. Really, that bastard did that to me?  Freaking hell I hope he gets tortured in at his new home -—a place I would call jail. "I didn't know that."

My moms mouth falls a bit but before I can register it, she composes herself.

"Anyway I kicked him out of the house and then he kept coming back for me but I told him that he was a psychopath and needed help," My mom laughs humorlessly. 

"I did call a few doctors and they all said that he was fine, knowing your father — "

"Please do not call him that, call him Jackson."

My mom nods and continues, "Jackson," she corrects, "would have paid them off. Finally we filed the divorce and I got full custody and then I filed for a restraining order against him from you, me and the house.

"At first he didn't seem to care but then the police gave him one too many warnings so he was put into a cell for seventy-two hours. He got bailed out but never stepped foot next  to us since today."

I take in the new information and honestly I have nothing to say except the one question that's been circling my mind since I could remember. 

Why us? Why did my mom and me have to suffer? What have we ever done wrong, God? 

Most importantly, Is there a God?

My mom and I sit in silence for a good five minutes when she finally broke it, "Honey, say something."

"I don't know what to say other than sorry. I don't know why you have been dragged into this."

My mom's eyes tear up but she tries her hardest to swallow them back down. She moves closer to me and hugs me while stroking my hair. "It's my fault to begin with; if I hadn't married him none of this would have happened."

"Don't blame it on yourself, Ma."

"No, I'm blaming it on that grandma of mine and myself. You're old enough to know the truth Casey.

"When I was twenty my grandma said that I had two years to find a guy. I was way past twenty-two and I was still just goofing about, doing nothing solid — at lest relationship wise. I mean, I would have a few flings," My mom smiles at the thought. 

"Every other week my grandma would see me with another guy, no I wasn't a slut, but I was just having fun. You don't get to be twenty-two forever. Grandma had enough of this and she said that she was going to find me a boy." I urge her to continue. 

"Jackson and I went on our first date and he seemed to share the same perspective in life, so then he proposed a year later and we had an extravagant wedding and all that bullshit. Then one day we figured that I was pregnant. Two years later I had you and then everything went downhill."

Ok so my older brother was not adopted. 

I couldn't hear anymore, I had too much for one night. 

I say goodnight to my mother and go to my room and switch on my laptop. I watch Tangled . It's a great Disney movie and come on I needed a cliched story with a happy ending. 

I needed a happy ending. 

Well, one can dream. 

As Justin Bieber once said, If you don't dream big, there's no use in dreaming; if you don't have faith, there's nothing worth believing. 

After the movie I just decided to fall asleep.

It's Monday morning and after last night, I couldn't handle any more torture or anything in that ball game. 

So I called in sick. I wouldn't have a problem catching up and I know that later on Annie will show up.  She always does that. 

It's about half past one and what did I do all day? Nothing at all. I watched a few more movies, checked facebook and twitter and watched TV, I even played on the damned PS3. 

Lazy day, nothing going on. Perfect. 

Perfect. I could get used to that.

Did I mention I cried myself to sleep last night, even though I watched Tangled and watched The Adventurous Adventures of One Direction Part 2?

Oh, I laughed  as much as I did the first time if not more. 

But it only took my mind of things temporarily. 

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AN: Yeah, it is a short chapter I know, but its kinda heavy don't you think? If you like the story please tell others about it too :)

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