Chapter 53~It's Gonna Hurt Bad Before It Gets Better

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Abbie's POV

I was woken with with a large shove against my shoulder, and my eyes flew open to reveal an unfamiliar room. I started to panic and then everything about yesterday came back, and I remembered where I was, the sadness starting to build up inside of me. But I didn't have time to be sad because all of a sudden I heard,

"Get up. I have to go into town soon and you need to know the rules before I do because you're not coming with me." 

I didn't hesitate, I just got up out of the bed and got dressed as soon as she left me to do so. I got ready for the day quickly and then went to go find my grandmother, who was out in the kitchen, looking down at something on the sideboard with her purse sitting beside her. It was evident that she was getting ready to go somewhere, ready to leave me here all alone. She looked up at me as I slowly entered the room. 

"I'll be out for a while, running errands. This is probably a mistake, but I'm trusting you to stay here by yourself for a few hours." She said.

I spoke up. "I'm trustworthy, I won't do anything I'm not supposed to." 

"Don't interrupt me when I'm speaking." She snapped. I wanted to point out that she hadn't been talking when I talked, but I kept my mouth shut and waited for her to continue. She went over basic rules like no trashing the house, when to go to bed, things like that. But then she got into the stuff that was more about the things that I can and can't do, wear, or say according to the Bible. Ok... so I might break those rules a little... or a lot. Mom's instructions were for me to stay true to myself and to not let her change me into someone that I'm finding out quickly that I don't want to be, and I take orders from her, not from some lady who took me from my parents and that I know doesn't really care about me.

When she finished, she asked me if I understood and I told her that I did because I was too tired to argue. It wasn't long after that and she left, and I watched her car drive down the long driveway and pull out into the road, disappearing behind the trees. I sighed and went back to my room, opening the drawer on the nightstand and taking out Dad's necklace before putting it on. When he gave it to me, I promised myself that I'd wear it every day from now on and I'd never let anything bad happen to it. Looking down at his necklace, I heard his voice in my head reminding me of my meds, and I turned back around and went to my suitcase to get them. I took them with me to the kitchen and found a bottle of water in the fridge, hesitantly taking it because I was almost scared that Grandma would come right back through the door and yell at me. But I needed it, so I downed it with my pills and stuck it back in the fridge, placing my pills on top of the dresser back in my room.

I was really hungry, but Grandma didn't say anything about what I could have to eat, she didn't even offer to get me anything and I was way too afraid to try and find something myself. So instead, since I hadn't gotten the chance to last night, I decided to just have a look around the house. I glanced around the living room, studying the pictures on the wall, and looking at the decorative stuff. Past the kitchen was Grandma's room, she'd left the door open and I could see that it was really big, with a really big bathroom in it, but I didn't go in. I could already tell just by standing here that it was off limits to me.  

I ended up staring out the sliding glass window once I'd saw everything there was to see, which wasn't much because the house was so small, but I guess it didn't need to be any bigger for one person with no pets or anything. I looked out over the enormous back yard, seeing the small pathway beside the blue shed, and I also noticed a bigger, wider path across from the house in the woods, at the end of the backyard. I stared at it for a while, wondering if I should go out there. Grandma didn't say anything about not going outside whether or not she was here... so I don't see why I can't. It doesn't really matter if I get lost or anything, it's not like there's anyone to look for me. 

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