Chapter 8

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"M-mum?"

"Laura? What are you doing here?" She looks behind me, "Miles? I thought you would be the one we could trust."

"Trust? I don't see any trust in this family. How could you do this? I don't even understand why you'd do this! You chose to spend most of your time with people that do all sorts of terrible things instead of your family. You were never there for anything. You missed out on everything. I remember feeling as if you never cared about me when you said you couldn't be there when I received my first award or when I had my first piano recital. Everyday it would just be Miles and I because both of you were never home. I would always have to look after everything. Sure you'd pay for rent and electricity but you'd never buy essentials. Sometimes there wasn't even any food in the fridge or on the shelfs. We'd both had to do small jobs to be able to buy food. Some might say we could've called our parents and asked for money but I guess that never works if your parents don't pick up the phone or reply to any messages. What if we were in trouble? You probably wouldn't even care. You've never cared." I shout, letting out all the anger.

"I'm so sorry honey." She takes my hand.

"I'm never going to forgive you!" I scream while snatching my hand away.

"Miles? You forgive me, right?"

"I can't believe you. How could I ever forgive you especially since you've hurt your children and you don't even feel ashamed of yourself." He spits out.

"We're going to have to report you to the police." Stormie stands beside me.

She laughs mockingly before replying, "The police are on our side. There's nothing you can do."

"I'm going to do something. Just watch." I snap pointing my finger at her.

"Why are you stupid?! I never wanted a daughter. When I found out I was pregnant with you I wasn't happy at all. I didn't want you and I never will!" She shouts, slapping me.

I gasp at her action. I never knew she hated me to the point she would physically hurt me. I step back as I place my hand on my cheek. I start crying. Not from the pain but from my own mother's words. They were hurtful and I knew I would never forget them.

I didn't want you and I never will.

"How dare you slap your own daughter?" Ross steps forwards shouting at her as Miles comes towards me and tries to comfort me.

"I told you I don't care about her. I don't even consider her as my daughter anymore."

"There's something wrong with you. You have a beautiful daughter that has the most incredible qualities you could ever find in a person. She's amazing and you have no idea what you're missing." He snaps back, grabbing onto my hand.

"I can't believe you think that about this useless person. I don't ever want to see any of you. Get out of this place." She orders, pointing towards the exit.

"I never want to see you either!" I shout, tears streaming down my face.

"Come on." Ross whispers as he pulls me with him.

I tun around before leaving, "I don't even consider you as my mother anymore."

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"Is your cheek okay?" Ross asks, placing a hand on my bruised cheek.

The Lynch family, Miles and I decided we'd all stay in a nearby hotel as we aren't exactly sure where we are at the moment. And right now Ross and I are sitting on top of the bed as he checks up on my cheek.

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