Dance Moms - Maddie's Struggle

Melissa and the babies

Melissa's POV:

I am hidden in a underground cellar near my old house. Yes, they did sell it out and I am banned and under no civil right to go near there but nobody knows this spot and nobody knows I am here.

It's completely unsafe to go out because by now Maddie and her lover boy boyfriend would have called the cops and they'd be on a wild goose chase to find me.

Oh well, I am used to living off baked beans. I am used to the full life. Spending years here till I found Maddie's address. That dumb thing. Thought I was in jail for a couple of years. Yeah, dream on Princess. You think you're living that fantasy life, now? Aw, not any more. Shame, isn't it?

"Shut up dumb thing!" I yell out as I hear the baby cry.

It may be torture for me, having to here these "things" cry but worse for lover boy and lover girl. They miss them.

Oooh, there is nothing I love more than the smell of anxiousness and sadness coming from my daughter that I hate.
Lock me up in jail for years. Whatever. I'm not weak.

What do you think? I'm living in an underground cell. It has nothing. It is completely wet from the storm and destructed. Walls have dents, floors are cracked. Yet, I don't care. As long as she's upset, I am happy.

I dash into the corner were the babies are.

"Ma... Mama?"

"Dada? Da-"

"Shut up! I'm your mother now. Close your mouths and get to sleep before you get abused. You won't get an option."

I remember those days when I abused her. She was so innocent. Abby used to think of me as the "perfect" dance mom. I was always walking on stone when the others were on egg shells. She was constantly favoriting me. Then when we got home, its a totally different story. Each lesson, I saw the devilish face of hers. Then when I think about it.. what has she ever done to me?
Oh that's right. Nothing. I just love to abuse innocent little things.

She did house chores all day, every day. Oh and the best part.

I was the one. I set up fake accounts. My friend kept giving Maddie all the rubbish about her. All the online hate messages. She payed all her daughters friends and they sent the messages. I went up to her door and heard her innocent tears. Aw, I miss the sound of it. Now I have "Jack and Grace" to do it to.

I saw Grace patting her stomach in hunger. I cut out the baked beans and throw it to her.

"Suck it all up. Don't waste it." I delimit.

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2 days later - Maddie's POV:

I can just imagine what my dumb idiotic mom is doing right now. She's probably in her dumb idiotic underground cell abus-

That's it! That's it! She'll be there!

I quickly write it down and write down any other possible scenarios that she must be at. As I tap the pen against the notebook, the phone starts ringing.

"Hello, Maddie speaking."

"Hi, this is Officer 56 Laura Bianco here. I rang to tell you that you are at the top of the waiting list at the police and we are sending out a search course for you."

"Perfect. Um, one more thing. I have a few ideas where she might be."

"Drop by at 12:00 and come with us along with the search and investigators. Sound alright?"

"Thank you. Sounds great. See you then."

"Goodbye."

Phew. Okay, we might have a chance.

I think back again.

- Flashback •

"Maddie, get down here. NOW!" I hear my mom yell at me.


I nod at her in question.

"What is this?" She asks me showing me a picture of me on the mantel piece. "It wasn't there before."

"There weren't any photos of me so I added one."

She slams the photo on the floor and grass cracks every where.

"Clean it up." She declares. She then punches me in the ribs. Wheezing, I try and defend my self. I end up unconscious.

End of Flashback - •

The very first abuse.

A/N: Short chapter, sorry couldn't really add much!
Shoutout to MattieButterfly! She is amazing <3