After about a half hour of driving Down the long boring highway, I finally fell into a deep sleep.
I look at the time,11:00. He must be asleep by now. My feet tiptoeing on the cold tile floor of the kitchen, in search of the dinner I was never aloud to eat that night. I take a plate from the cabinet and a fork and scoop the chicken onto my plate. I was scooping for Mac & cheese until I feel a hand touch my ass. I drop the plate and it shatters all to my feet. Feeling blood drip from slits on my legs. I start to tremble. Not knowing what to expect for my punishment.
"YOU WOTHLESS WHORE! YOU MAKE EVERYTHING SHIT! PICK IT THE FUCK UP YOU SLUT!" I wince at his cold words my cheeks warm from fear.
I bend down to pick the broken glass off of the ugly tile floor. I never finished because he slammed me on the ground.
"YOU CANT DO SHIT. I SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN AN ABORTION WHEN MY DAD TOLD ME TO. YOURE JUST AN UGLY MISTAKE!"
Tears threaten to spill but i don't let them. He makes my punishment worse when I show fear.
He grabbed a handful of my hair and dragged by shaking body to his bedroom. I felt a rug burn form on the small of my back and the back of my thighs.
He picked my small body up by my shirt and threw me onto his filthy bed. My head stinging.
He bent his head down next to my ear, his hot breath on my neck made me shiver.
"You thought the first time was bad. You just wait baby girl. You won't be able to walk for a month." He chuckled. His breath smelt of beer. His eyes told me he was high.
I let out a weak sob. Not knowing what to really expect..
His body moving across the room to dig in a basket. He pulled out a condom and a knife.
My breath hitched. Tears in my eyes. I couldn't breath.
Bravery burst through me. I jolted up and tried to run out of the door. I ran down the hall and tripped over his dirty clothes. I try and get up but my head was jerked back. I was being dragged again . This time he slammed me on the floor he placed one leg on each side of my body. He opened the knife. Looking at me with a smirk on his face.
"This will teach you to be brave baby girl."
He ran the knife down arm slitting it. I cried in pain. He slapped me. Hard.
"SHUT UP YOU BITCH!"
He cut my shirt off of my body. Cutting my ribs in the process.
My eyes shot close in pain he threw the knife thankfully. He cupped his big hands on my breasts. Him moaning him self. Me crying to myself. My arms were being held down by his legs. In that moment I didn't want to be living.
He put his hand down my pants. I cried out when he touched me.
"Daddy" I whispered. "Please don't. I know this isn't you. I want the real daddy back." I sobbed out.
For a moment I saw pain in his eyes like he wanted to stop but something inside wouldn't let him.
"Malaya." He looked at me with hurt on his face. He rubbed his thumb on my cheek. I flinched. I shouldn't have. Because I flinched he grabbed my breast and squeezed. I cried in pain.
"Fuck you." He said with tears in his eyes. He punched me and everything went blank.
I woke up in a jolt. Tears stained my face. Mom turned around in her seat. "Baby girl are you okay?"
"Don't call me that ma. Please." I said weakly.
She looked at me with sorrow in her eyes.
"Malaya are you okay?"
She asked her eye brows furrowed.
"No." I whispered.
"So Laya we will be there in about five. Okay?" My uncle broke the uneasy conversation between me and my mother.
"Um. Okay." I say shaking my head.
I can't even sleep without him haunting me.
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My uncle opens the car door for me like a gentleman. I thanked him and he showed me inside. London was Rainey it was in a way depressing.
Jeremy showed us the front room when He told us to wait. I was a bit confused until he came back helping an older woman in the room.
She looked up at me and her eyes were like emeralds.
She had silver hair pulled back into a braid. She had a cane in her right hand. She had a big baggy black and grey knitted sweater swallowing most of her body. She was beautiful though. Her eyes told me she was happy and always has been. I was jealous of her innocents. Jeremy helped her on to a tall red lounging chair.
"Amanda." She spoke softly with tears threatening I fall on her cheeks.
My mother dropped everything and greeted jane with a kiss on the cheek and a hug. Moms sat on her knees so she was eye level.
"Grandma it feels like it's been forever." Mom said crying softly
"Forever is an awfully long time."
Grandma jane caressed moms cheek with her thumb. There were clearly bruises on her cheeks and neck.
"Are you going to introduce your baby to us manda?" Jane asked
"Of course!" Mom motioned me to come closer. I slowly walked to the red moth eaten chair.
"Grandmother. This is Malaya. You've met her once. Fourteen years ago." Jane gave me a smile.
"Oh I remember. How could I forget. You are the one he chose." She said grabbing my hand observing the charm bracelet
"Um momma what is she talkin about?" I whispered to ma.
"Well it skipped a couple generations. When I found out I wasn't the one I cried and cried." Mom said shaking her head looking at Jane once again.
"At least you have got to meet him."
Jane said to mom.
"She wanted to meet the boy who would take her daughter away in the future. She approved. He was awfully sweet. "
"Take me away?! Mom what the fuck are you talking about?" I screamed.
"Young lady watch that mouth of yours." Jane looked at me with disappointment.
"Laya baby you'll find out when the time comes. I can't really tell you. But that's another reason we came her baby girl."
Mom said calling me baby girl again.
"Mother. Stop calling me that. And whatever. But if you're trying to get rid of me it won't work." I said stepping away from both of them.
"Jeremy will you please show me my room so I can settle in?" I asked ignoring both moms and Janes remarks.
He just nodded and started walking up the narrow stairs. I picked up my bag and followed him.
He showed me to the room and left.
The room looked like an old nursery. Toys scattered all over.
A nice window that showed me to a balcony that opened like a door but had a bench under it. Book shelves cover the walls on both sides of the bench. A queen sized bed on the other side of the room.
I put my bag on the bed and started unpacking shoving random clothes in the dresser.
When I finished unpacking I plopped on my bed and started thinking.
I've only just got here an they want to get rid of me.
I lit a cigarette and just laid there. Oddly an ash tray on the night stand. Probably Jeremy's doing.
I grabbed my phone and blasted the song Cocoa Butter Kisses. And just sat there the rest of the night. Not getting a second of slumber.
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A/N
Oooooootayyyy so that's it they are in England with grandma jane:) I'm trying to make it a bit more interesting. So go easy on me if you think it's weird because I'm weird and this is my first book so I'm hoping somebody reads it:)
If you haven't heard Cocoa Butter Kisses GO LOOK IT UP IM IN LOOOOVE WITH IT💙💚
it's by Chance the rapper. He also has a song called 'juice' it's one of my favorites too;)
I have not even started on chapter 5 so I'll be workin on that reallll soon
Bye xx
