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Matter of Worth

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HEADS UP-this has been the hardest chapter to write, and if anyone is uncomfortable with the subject of abuse, there is a break you can bypass. ALSO, there is another character introduced, and I INTENTIONALLY have words misspelled when he speaks. So...as a little heads up there you go. Thanks for listening to my little speech! Haha, and here you all go!

Chapter 5

Sadie's Pov

August 22, 1959

It was another hot day in Nevada, and by the looks of it, there would be no shortage of sun or heat for the week to come. At least that's what the weather said in the crumpled newspaper that I was glancing at, waiting for a family to order their milkshakes and burgers with extra pickles.

Yep, that's right! Sadie Chambers, now at the age of 19 years old was taking orders at the chain of McDonalds' that found its way into the middle of the desert. With a half-hearted smile I walked away, leaving the table to get their orders to Tony, the overweight behemoth with a shy smile. He was a nice enough guy, and believe it or not, that was a rare find in Las Vegas.

It's been a little over seven years that I've been away from the genuine hearts of the folks of a small town, and let me tell you, never have I had to experience anything so gut-wrenching.

To sum things up, once my mother and I set foot here things spiraled downhill. To my mom's disappointment, Vegas wasn't as fun as she thought it was cracked up to be. She worked for scraps so that we could live in a dinky motel room on the outskirts of town. The owner seemed like a nice guy at first, letting us stay there and all, but it was different when he yelled at me to get out of the room whenever he wanted to get up my mom's skirt...Maybe that's why he's let us stay so long.

Mom...damn her. She figured out quickly that her body was a faster money maker than any of the other odd jobs that she had tried for prior to that. What a role model for her kid daughter, right? So that's how it was, and that's how it is. You've got that right; legally I was free to go and leave this hell-hole of a nightmare about a year ago, but I'm trapped, mentally and physically in this place.

Trust me; I tried to ditch Vegas when I first had the chance. Let me tell you, I had saved up $27.25 to get the hell out of dodge right before my eighteenth birthday. I wanted to go home. I missed everything, and missed everyone, even Billy Tessio and his womanizing manners. Whether or not the money would take me as far as I would've wanted it to go, anyplace had to be better than this.

If I thought life was bad before that, shit hit the fan at that moment. Let me spell it out for you; everything escaladed when my mother saw her perfect little angel of a daughter sneaking out of the 'house' in the middle of the night. I thought she had fallen asleep. I thought he had fallen asleep. Instead of another sleaze creeper for the night, my mother strung out a masochistic boyfriend. He was the worst of them all, and that night has been chiseled into my memory like no other.

_BREAK_

"Sadie, what's going on?" My mother shrilly spoke. Sneaking out of the hotel room was rougher than I thought. The door was creaky and I felt like a deer caught in the headlights. My only chance for freedom was slipping through my fingers.

"What the fuck do you think yous is doing ya little bitch?" My mother's company, Eddie slurred out. He was a heavy drinker, and from the looks of it he drank his way through the bars that night.

"I was just gonna..." I started, but before I got the chance to come up with a lie he stood up and slumped his way over to me. I guess it looked even more suspicious that I had a bag slung over my shoulder and that I was wearing my running keds.