"baby its easy to fake a smile, if you've been doing it for a while."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"where the fuck have you been?!"
his voice boomed with rage.
eyes glazed over with anger, red and bloody.
just like her face.
his hand striked her cheek,
sending her to the floor.
another hit landed on her stomach.
then her legs.
the snapping and crunching sounds didn't go unnoticed as her mother walked down the stairs in horror at the scene in front of her.
her daughter bloody, beaten and broken and her 'husband' stood over her with a menacing glare pointed at m a r a.
her gasp turned his head to her and he stared blankly.
walking over to her, he stared at her and walked up the stairs without a word.
m a r a looked at her mother.
her mother looked at her.
and walked up the stairs, following him.
she layed there.
don't know why she taught it would work this time.
it hasn't before.
mother daughter bonds don't exist if there's a dick involved.
but she keeps trying.
she keeps fighting.
believing it gets easier.
but the old m a r a.
the one who knew the difference between f a k e and r e a l,
knew the word e a s y was just that.
a word.
sincerely m a r a.
YOU ARE READING
Sincerely, Mara. {Wattys2015}
Short StoryStory #1 in the 'The Hourglass Effect' series. She forgot it was an act. That it was a lie. She forgot that she's broken, and can't fall in love. So she made him fall for her . Made him think she was perfect. But what she didn't know, was that the...
