Jada pov~
I was in a big empty room and it was as black as midnight. I knew that this wasn't Treve's house. I was beyond terrified. I tired moving but that's when I realized I was chained down to the ground. I felt like screaming. I wanted to scream but I knew I couldn't because they would hear me. I kept quiet. I tried freeing myself but it was hopeless so I gave up. Then I heard a familiar voice. A voice that was too familiar.
Mama?
"How is this even possible?"
"What have I told you about giving up?" She asked me.
"You always say, remember why you started, dont give up, find a way."
"OK so find a way baby girl."
Then she was gone. No! I called out, come back mama. I started to cry.
I heard a dreadful laugh which made its way closer and closer by the second to where I was. I closed my eyes tightly together and tried stopping my breath as long as I could. I heard the sound of a door being open and in walked my step dad.
The only person I feared.
My biggest enemy.
The only human I hated.
"I told you if you ran away I'd find you and kill you but of course being the silly bitch that you are you still left me knowing what I'm capable of. Your dumb and worthless just like your mother and just like how I killed her I'm going to kill you."
He pulled out a knife and trailed it up my jawline.
I started screaming "NO!"
"Puddin, puddin it's just a bad dream, It's ok I'm here now." I heard Treve say.
I opened my eyes and I was safe in his arms. His arms were strong and felt almost like a shield and I felt protected. I never wanted to leave. He hugged me tightly and I hugged him back.
I saw her, mama, she was real I felt her she was there, oh my God....
"What was it about puddin?" He asked with great concern.
I wanted to tell him but I couldn't, not now.
"I don't remember." I lied to him for the very first time.
Mama always say "Don't practice to lie because one lie leads to another."
"I'll give you sometime alone, I'm going to make breakfast" he smiled down at me kissing my nose.
"I'll be down in twenty minutes." I smiled at him.
He got up and left and I went and locked the door. I walked in the bathroom and closed the door behind me.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I couldn't hold it in no more I broke down and started crying. I hate my step father for being the reason for my mother's death. She was the rock in which I stand. I loved her dearly my love still stands strong but sometimes I can't. I just can't keep it together, I can't pretend. I can't help but breakdown when all those memories of how I sat there not being able to do anything and let him break my heart, break my mind and my soul. He took away the only person that I could talk to about anything. The only person that didn't judge me.
It hurt but I had to stop, stop living in the past. I'm sure mama wouldn't want me to be stressing myself.
I grabbed my toothbrush and the toothpaste. I brushed my teeth then took a shower because I was still going to accompany Vicki to her doctor's appointment. After I finished bathing I searched for a clean towel to dry my skin. I then added a melon-berry fragrance lotion I bought last week to my skin and deodorant. I slid on a matching bra and panty set then went to the mirror to analyze my body. Brushing my hair do I look perfect?..
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