Waiting For A Call Back

Message Thirteen

I really shouldn't have said those things to Derrick.

"Aubrey I have to tell someone!!!" Derrick yelled at me, I tumbled over his bed and tried grabbing the phone from him. "Derrick, please don't!!" I cried out, my eyes starting to water. "Why!!!?? Why can't I!!!?? Aubrey, it's getting worse!! You can be killed!!!" I shook my head. "She doesn't mean it." Derrick reached for my shirt and pulled it halfway up. "She doesn't mean this!!!?? She almost killed you!!!" I look down at the bruise almost covering my whole stomach. "Why!!?? Why can't I tell someone!!??" I started crying. "Because she's my mom." I whimper. "Moms don't hurt their child!!!" He yelled at me. My fists balled up. "What would you know about moms!!! You don't have one anymore!!!" I screamed at him. He flinched at my words. "Aubrey let me call someone." His voice was cold and hard, he wouldn't look at me. "No." I said firmly before stomping out of his room, out of his house,

And out of his life.

"Derrick, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm sorry. Please talk to me."