"Lets make a deal." He said
I sighed as he continued
"You be my fake girlfriend for 1 month and I'll stop troubling you.......deal?" He smirked.
I hesitated ".......deal"
"This will be fun" He chuckled
Was this a good deal?
I woke up to rays of sunlight streaming into the room on my face. A groan escaped my lips as I quickly shield my face with the cover.
"Rise and shine, Amy,come on get up ,get up" a voice bellowed in the room. I slowly peak over the cover to look at the person.
"AUNTY~ WHY WHY WHY~" I whined n pulled the cover back over.
"Come on its time to go to school" she pulled off the cover. I hugged my teddy bear beside me and closed my eyes once again.
"I will splash water o-"
"Ok ok I'm up" I gave in n sat up on the bed."how did u get in here by the way"
"Spare key....I swung by to make sure your ok " she sat at the edge of the bed beside me.
"Yeah I'm good....so how's he doing?" I looked at her.
A sigh left her mouth "Not so good"
I shook my head slightly as she continued.
"He's still depressed n is slowly killing himself with the drinking and smoking. I went over the house yesterday n he was a wreck even though Michelle(my stepmom) was with him . He said that you should come over before you go to school today" she finished quietly.
No..I'm not going back to that death trap.
*** I was four years old, going on five, when my father came home from the service with a new wife- my new stepmother. She was also in the service, and since they were both still serving we had to move to New York . At first I thought it was going to be good. I got to spend time with my dad and get to know this woman who would be my new mother. I thought she was so nice, and it wasn't long before I had a baby sister. I was going to love my life in New York with my new mom and baby sister- or so I thought. I don't remember when the abuse started. I just remember I never did anything to deserve it. I was always grounded, and she would hit me with a belt, a shoe, a toy, her hand; whatever was in reach it seemed like. I remember one time when my sister was two, I came home from school and our room was destroyed, toys everywhere, things toppled over. I was blamed for it, beaten and told to clean it up even though it was my sister that made the mess. I used to be so afraid of my stepmother that when my sister and I would have to take showers together I would walk sideways with my hands across my butt because I was afraid she would come after me with a belt or other object. She hated me and I never knew why. Till this day I still don't know. My father never listened to me when I tried to tell him, and he was barely home while the abuse was happening. I couldn't bare it anymore. I wanted my real mom back but I'm afraid that's not gonna happen,she's in a better place now.
*** I sobbed in my aunt's shoulder and she hushed me like I was her child, I always thought of my aunt as my mom when mine died at the hand of a stupid driver on the road.
"You want to stay home today?" She asked.
"No I'm fine" I sniffed.
She kissed my forehead n slowly release me from the embrace.
"I'm gonna get ready now"
"OK sweetie, you do that. I'll be outside in the car waiting for you"
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