Her Secret Story

Chapter Three - Why me?

Oh no. No, no, no, no, no. This can't be what I think it is, right? She's not dying.. is she? Oh God.

I think my mother saw the look on my face and realized what I was thinking as she started laughing, "Calm down, I'm not going to die yet."

Oh, phew. I relaxed my face. "So then what is it?"

She sighed and gave me a sad smile before starting to talk, "Well, you know how you stay home alot, alone, while I'm in the hospital? One of the doctors checked my files today, and saw that I had an underaged child. Now you know that children arn't allowed home by themselves unless over 18? Well since you're still 16, he told me I have to put you somewhere, or have someone take care of you. I thought deeply and agreed with myself that the best place for you right now is with someone who we both know, and will treat you like an actual own daughter untill I'm out. It's only for 2 years, or untill I'm completely cured."

It took me a while to take in what she said, and I started getting sad that I had to go and live with someone else, but also angry that she would let me do that. There was no one here that could possibly do it. "What do you mean, who?" I asked wide eyed and scared.

"Ellie, don't make this too complicated, I need you to understand and you can't blame me for this. I'm sorry, but you're going to have to cope with it, I know you're strong." She sighed, and rubbed her forehead, before continuing. "I'm sending you to go and live with your father."

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I jumped onto my bed and squished my face into my favourite pillow crying my eyeballs out. How could she? Why would she? He left us! He doesn't even deserve to hear my voice!

Out of all people, she choose my father. The one who we both hate, the one who was never there for us, and probably doesn't even think about us.

Ugh! I hate her! I hate her so much! And I hate him! Why? Why me?

I kept letting all these sad and angry and confused emotions flow through my head untill I drifted off to sleep after a long, tiring, stupid day.

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The next morning as I was sleeping sound, someone poked my face. I was still asleep, so I naturally ignored it and continued to snore. Then another poke, and another, and one more. I got annoyed and slapped away the hand as I turned my body around to sleep on my other side. "Go away Mum." I whispered in my tired, just woke up voice.

"If you don't get up, I'll pour a large bucket of cold iced water on you." I heard an unfimiliar male voice say.

I jumped up in suprize, and rubbed my eyes. I then looked toward the person, to see it was the same guy from the bus. What is he doing here, who is he?!

I begain freaking out and just as I was about to scream, he grabbed a tissue from the box near my bed, stuffed it into my mouth.

"Calm down, I'm not going to kill you!" He yells, making me wake up from my little suprize attack.

I spit out the tissue, and any excess of it, feeling disgusted.

"Who are you?" I asked, rubbing my eyes once more.

"That's for me to know, and you to find out." He states, sarcastically. "Now hurry up, get up and get dressed, your breakfast awaits you, and unless you wanna eat it cold, then move your lazy ass." He says, walking out of my room.

"Breakfast? What, who are you?!" I yell and of course, he just ignores me and walks away. At this point, I'm honestly very confused, but still, I do as I'm told.

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