Almost Sinder3lla

Chloe's Dirty Little Secret

Chloe's P.O.V

When I got up in the morning, I heard Heahter yelling at me.

"Get your butt down here, Chloe!!!"

I rolled my eyes, and hurried out of bed. I was still tired, so I wobbled down the stairs.

"I said-" Heather yelled.

"I'm coming!!! Shut up!!!"

"You do not talk to me like that young lady!!!"

"I can talk to you however I want to talk to you!" I yelled back.

Heather came out of the kitchen. "What did you just say?"

I opened my mouth to repeat it, but Heather came up to me. "Don't you dare say that again! I'm in charge of you!"

She started to hit me, hard. I winced at the pain. It hurt, really bad. I couldn't stop her. Lucas would've, but he wasn't here. At least Brandon wasn't here to watch her. I wondered where Juliana was. I didn't dare scream. I didn't want Heather to get any madder. I tried to get away, but Heather grabbed my ankles and pulled me back.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked her.

"I want to!! You can't do anything about it! Plus, you have nobody to protect to, now that Lucas is gone."

"Were you waiting for him to leave?" I winced. Her fist were coming down on my arms. Her legs were kicking me. I made myself into a little ball on the floor. I was trying to protect myself, but her strength still hurt me.

"Why, of course I was."

"Why do you hate me so much?"

"Because you killed my husband. Your foolishness. Plus, you're just too pretty, and an easy target. Your not strong at all, so you can't defend yourself at all."

I started to cry. "Stop! Please, stop!" I cried.

"Shush. You don't want Juliana and Brandon coming and seeing your wimpiness, do you?"

"You're so cruel!" For that, she kicked me really hard, and threw across the floor toward the stairs.

"Now go get ready for school, and remember, you are not to tell or show anyone. You hear me!"

"Yes! I understand!" I was so scared. I was sure that there were to be many bruises in tomorrow. I was helpless. I couldn't do anything to defend myself. I was no match for her strength. For a skinny little woman like her, she was strong.

I put a long-sleeve shirt on to hide any scars she'd made with her long nails...or anything else that would be on my skin. Then I wore jeans that covered all of my legs.

I didn't understand why Heather hated me, but I knew she did. She was in charge of me, and she would do what she pleased with me. That included abusing me, beating me.

I got all my stuff for school and hurried downstairs.

Juliana was downstairs this time, so I didn't flinch as much as I would've if it was just Heather.

"Make my breakfast!" Heather ordered.

"I have to go to school." I said.

"I said--"

"Mom, I already made you breakfast." Juliana said, saving me.

Heather glared at me. "Thank you dear, now go get in the car."

Juliana hurried outside. I tried to follow, but Heather grabbed my arm. She punched me really hard in my stomach. I doubled over, but she kicked me, making sure I went for the door.

Weeks went by of this. She would only do it when nobody else was around, making me an easy target. Blake and I kept in touch, but every time he wanted to see me, I refused. I just didn't want him to find out about the abuse. I pushed myself away from everyone. I did my best to keep Brandon away from Heather I didn't want her to abuse him too. If anything, I just wanted to save him from the pain.

I was also trying to keep Blake away. I didn't want him to find out, but I wanted to see him. I was afraid that someone would notice. I didn't let anyone touch me. I didn't have any control on Heather touching me. I could never get away from her.

One morning, Heather made me clean the kitchen. When I was almost done, she started to kick my stomach. I held in my screams. I didn't want Brandon to wake up and come see what she was doing.

I think I coughed up a little blood. Juliana came in, she must've woken up. Heather saw her immediately.

"Go back to your room!" She yelled at her.

Juliana's eyes went wide when she saw blood on the floor in front of me. I lifted my head.

"Juliana, go." I whispered.

"Are you okay, Chloe?"

"It doesn't matter, go."

"Chloe." She tried to come near me, but Heather pushed her away.

I got up, slowly. My stomach really hurt, and she'd hit my face too.

"Mom, why are you abusing Chloe?" Juliana whimpered. I could tell she was scared of her mom. She was on the ground since Heather had hit her.

"It's none of your buisness! Now, go!!" Heather yelled at her.

"Go, Juliana!" I shuddered.

Juliana looked at me. She didn't want to go, but I was making her.

I brought myself up to go to school. Juliana confronted me when we got to the school.

"Are you okay, Chloe?"

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me, okay!"

"Chloe, why didn't you tell me?"

"Because...you'd be like...this! Plus, I can't tell anyone. Please don't tell anyone."

"Chloe..... You need to tell someone."

"I can't, Juliana. I'm strong enough anyways. So, just... Please...don't!"

Juliana didn't answer me, she just looked at me for one more second and hurried off. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't tell anyone. Plus, there was really nothing anyone could do.

I didn't see Juliana for the rest of the day, except for when we went home. Her nerves were racked, she was nervous about something, or anxious.

I didn't care. Just as long as she didn't tell anyone.

I hurried up to my room. Tears were pouring out of my eyes. I was so scared of Heather. Why did dad have to marry her? Plus, I missed dad and Lucas. Why did Lucas have to leave? Why couldn't Becca come here? I knew Lucas loved it there, but so did I. I missed Blake. Blake's comforting smile, his hugs, his kisses, the way he could make me feel better by his pressence. I hated Heather. Juliana had grown closer since Lucas had left. She became more like my sister, and she came to tell me a lot. She told me about the boys she liked, everything. Well...... some things I told her not to tell me....

I couldn't bring myself to like any of the boys at our  school. I couldn't even think of boys. I kept myself at arms length from everyone. Of course, that wasn't possible with Heather......

I was deffinately scared. Scared she might kill me...

This is all I want:

Don't save me.... Just save me!