It's all me

Chapter 6

A beautiful woman stood looking at us with large eyes, that were wise beyond her years. "Aaron!" She exclaimed pulling him in for a hug. This must be his mum I had thought. She was so pretty. Their house was so pretty. Their life just seemed so pretty.

She pulled away from her son and looked to me. "Hello dear, you must be the girl my husband was telling me about, I'm Julie," she said pulling me in for a hug as well. I flinched, but then relaxed. This is what it felt like to have a hug from someone who genuinely cared. Someone who wasn't there to hurt me. But I couldn't trust her or anyone. Not yet anyway. I had to be alert, and at the ready at all times.

"Aaron would you take this lovely young lady up to her room, and then take her shopping for some new clothes. She can wear some of mine for now," the woman stated.
"Oh no.... you don't h..have to do that," I stated. I could just stay in the clothes I had on.
"No.. I don't want to hear anything else. You are going to the shops and are going to buy some things. I am giving the money," Julie stated in an authoritative tone. I nodded and thanked her, before following Aaron upstairs.

I couldn't believe she was giving me money to buy some clothes. I couldn't believe she and her family cared. This was not normal. Nobody was this nice, right? All I'd ever known was abuse and violence. They couldn't care for a girl that they didn't know. I didn't trust them, not one bit. Not yet anyway. Far too soon to tell, and when they find out about my issue, they'll throw me out onto the streets. Back where I belong.

Aaron passed me a dress and some underwear, and then pointed towards the bathroom. "You can take a shower in there, I'll be waiting here for you when you're done," he stated. I hadn't had a shower in ages. I couldn't believe that I was going to be stood under a steaming shower. I walked into the bathroom, and took off my clothes.

I stood under the steaming hot shower, and contemplated life. I just thought about everything that had happened. I couldn't believe that I was able to use clean, running water to take a shower with. I stood under the water for about half an hour, before remembering that Aaron had said that he'd be waiting outside the bathroom for me. I quickly dried myself, and threw on the clothes that he had given me. I looked in the mirror. I looked half decent. But I didn't like the fact that my legs were slightly showing, as the dress went to below my knees.

I opened the bathroom door, and poked my head out. "Do you have any leggings or something I can wear with this dress please?" I asked, looking at him hopefully. He nodded, and walked off, probably going to look for some leggings for me. He returned a few moments later, with a pair of leggings in his hands.
"They will probably be big for you," he stated, handing me the leggings. I thanked him, and closed the door of the bathroom again. I put on the leggings. They were slightly too big, but I was just grateful for the clean clothing.

"You look beautiful," Aaron's mother said as I walked into the kitchen with Aaron. I wouldn't call myself beautiful at all I thought to myself. But I thanked her, and smiled. Never in my life had I been called beautiful. Never. I thought back to when I was younger, and all of the terrible names I had been called.

"Ugly"

"Worthless"

"Pathetic"

Those were only a couple of the words that I would be told on a regular basis as a young child. I believed them. Of course I was ugly, worthless and pathetic. But I was also mad. A crazy human being who deserved to be locked up in a mental asylum, not wander around the streets. I shouldn't be free. I shouldn't have the same rights as all of the normal people on earth, because I wasn't normal. Not normal at all.

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