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~ fłāshbāck ~

Warning: I know to some of you, you might be okay reading this, but for others this might be triggering. I don't really know, but just in case I wanted to let you all know that this is sort of a depressing chapter. ♡

He was the man I had seen too much of when I was little.  He was the man I had always feared and still fear.

I've heard his voice enough to where I can recognize him before I even see him. Just hearing him paralyzes me.

I feel the pain I once felt as a little girl hiding in her closet in the small cramped apartment. I can still remember the thoughts that ran through my head as my mother was beaten to the ground, being cussed at, bleeding from her injuries. I had always wanted to just burst out from where I was hiding selfishly. I had also known though that I was just a helpless girl who wouldn't be able to protect her mother. And that's what pained me the most. The fact that I could only watch as he beat my mother unconscious before leaving with her hard earned money.

I had forgotten all of that.  I didn't want to remember that time in my life.  I was exposed to that at a really young age.  I didn't know how to deal with it so I just sort of forgot.

I guess that is until now.  That voice behind me...that deep voice had made all of those memories come back.  The ones I tried to get rid of.  The ones that I tried so hard to bury deep in my head so that it wouldn't take a toll on me.  It's all back now.  All the memories that will forever haunt me. The memories that will always and forever bring me pain.

I doubt my mother had ever fully healed from the abuse either. I sometimes used to see her just having a hard time standing as her knees or her feet would sometimes ache so badly.

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So as I sit there in the little quaint cafe, I can't breathe. I feel my eyes slowly start tearing up. I can hear his footsteps coming closer. He is being seated in the booth just next to us and as I see him sit there alone, I can see out of the corner of my eye that smirk he always wore on his face after he had snatched whatever money we had left before he ran off before he would return a few days later. The worst part is, I knew that smirk was for me even if he wasn't facing me. I had never felt more scared for the people around me that didn't know his true self.

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Sorry, this isn't the best chapter, but I'll try to make this next one better if I can. Also, thank you for being patient with my slow updates. It's very much appreciated~ ♡♡♡
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