The Walls that Keep me from you

Chapter seven

"Okay if I am not back in five minutes, come get me."  I say jumping out of the car.

"Be careful." Beau says.

I walk slowly to the front door with my hands shaking.  My key reaches the knob I slowly turn it, I hear the click of it unlocking.  I slip inside the house and close the door. 

"Hope Margarita Edwards, where have you been?"  The monster stands in the door way.

"Somewhere."  I stand tall, facing one of my biggest fears.

"I am tired of your attitude, now get up stairs and stay there."  She points a finger in my face, towering above me.  I feel small once again, all the confidence I just gained was gone.  I don't move, I am frozen.  She shoves me against the wall.

"Get!" I push back.  She stays frozen but then punches me in the face and knees me in my ribs and stomach.  I scream in pain and begin fighting back.  I grab onto her hair and rip some out and kick her a couple times.

She's too strong I can't take her.

With my last go I punch her right in the nose and I hear a crack and blood seeps out of her nostrils.  She clenches her jaw.

"Did you just break my nose?" I start running away all through the house screaming hoping the boys will come.  She tackles me down on the kitchen floor.

"Say it Hope!  Say it!"  She begins punching me more and jabbing me in my ribs.  I start crying loudly in pain.

"Stop mom please!!!"  I cry holding my arms up in defense.

"Not until you say it!!!"  She grabs the knife from the counter and slowly digs it into my abdomen. I cry in pain I can't bare it any longer.

"You fucking monster!!!  You're the shittiest mom in the world, I can't believed I loved you!"  I can't believe what I see but I see tears building up in her eyes.  But the sorrow disappears and is replaced with anger.

"Do-" I get cut off by the knife being fully shoved in.  I am in shock I can't feel the pain, just pure shock. 

How could my mom done this?

The monster gets up and walks out through the back door with no words what so ever.  I snap back into reality and cry quietly looking at the bloody knife.

"BEAUUUUU!!!  JAIIII!!!  LUKEEEE!!!" I cry hoping they'll be here soon.  My eye lids get heavier.

You know how people claim to see the light when they're dying, I can see it.

"Dad is that you?" I see a figure at the end of the tunnel,  I begin running towards him.  God is finally letting me be happy again.

I hear the boys burst through the door and they spot me and come running towards me.  Jai is pacing back and forth on his phone.  Beau is taking my pulse.  While Luke is squeezing my hand, I can see him mouthing "stay with us, don't leave" But to be honest, I don't want to stay I want to be happy.

My groggy eyes open slowly to medical machines. 

"She's awake everybody!"  I see a woman, who I don't recognize at all coming over to me.

"How are you feeling Miss Edwards?" The lady asks.

"I am fine what's happened?"

"Well darling you've been in a coma for four years, you were in a awful car accident, your father he didn't make it."

What a coma?  I was perfectly fine after the accident expect for my leg... 

"You'll have to be in rehab for that leg, you haven't walked in four years and it was damaged from the accident."

I look at my legs, I am way skinner than before but my other leg is practically just skin and bones.

"Unfortunately you're an orphan now, your mom abandoned you right after the accident happened."

I feel the back of my neck with my hand.

...No scabs...no scars.

"Well we can leave today and we'll start trying to find a home for you."

"Okay."

I don't understand this was all a dream, for four years?  I never was abused?  I never had a best friend named Crystal?  I never had four step dads?  I never moved to Australia?  I never was stabbed?  I never self harmed?  I never had a friends named Beau, Jai, Luke, Daniel and James?  I never had a second mom named Gina?  I never met the Janoskians?!  But I remember everything so well!

"Come on lets go, Oh my named is Heather by the way."  She said lifting me out of bed, I am placed in a wheel chair and I am wheeled out to the parking lot with Heather.  I am lifted into the passenger seat.  Heather takes her place driver seat.  She starts the car and we're off.

I step out of the shower,  my legs are freshly shaved and same with my under arms.  My long dark brown hair smells of mint.  It feels so good to be finally clean.  I brush my teeth, they feel disgusting.  Luckily my smile is still the same.  I walk into my new room and find a small amount of clothing.  I put on panties and a bra that are both too small but its all that I have.  I put on an oversized dark green blank sweater and worn out demi shorts that actually fit.  I walk out to the kitchen to find Heather and some younger kids playing with each other.  Heather is on the phone and motions me to play with the little ones.

"Hey guys." I sit down and smile to the kids.

"Hi, you must be new here.  I am Kayla, I am seven."  A cute girl with blond bouncing curls says.

"I am Michael, I'm twelve." Mutters an adorable boy with baby blue eyes.

"Well I'm Hope, I'm seventeen."  Kayla sits on my lap and smiles and Michael comes over and hugs me.

"Can we play hide and seek please!" Kayla shouts.

"Of course we can!  Okay you and Michael can go hide,  I'll count to 10."  They sprint away, I cover my eyes.

"1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10...Ready or not here I come!"  I walk around the house, still having a pretty bad limp.  I find the laundry room and I look in the cabinets and find Michael.

"Ah I got you!  Lets go find Kayla."  I say picking him up and walking out of the room.  Michael and I look about everywhere, but I find a room we haven't been in yet.  I set Michael down and we search for Kayla.

"Found you!"  Michael shouts out while looking under the bed.  Kayla crawls out from under the bed.

"Hope!  Can you come here a second?"  I hear Heather shout.

"Yeah one second!" Kayla signals me to pick her up.  I pick her up and begin walking to the kitchen.

"Come on Michael." I say waiting for him.  We all make it to the kitchen and I set Kayla down.  They both run off and play together.  I sit down on a chair at the table with Heather.

"Yeah?" I ask with a smile.

"I just got off the phone with someone in America.  She wants to adopt a girl around  your age and I told her about you.  She wants to meet you as soon as possible.  You'll have a wonderful life there, her daughter is a celebrity and she will be able to afford rehab for  you and clothes that will actually fit."

"Who is she?" 

A smile spreads across her face.

"Joan Grande the mother of the one and only Ariana Grande."