His Infatuation: Book One of The Constant Struggle Trilogy

Prologue

PROLOGUE

'Please let this not be true’

"Hello sweetheart, how was your day at school?"

"Yes baby, did you have fun? Did anything exciting happen?"

Momma and daddy hardly get along. I can’t believe there so happy and talking to me!

"It was wonderful!" as I ran and hugged them both, “I missed you both so much!"

"Honey you have only been gone for a couple of hours."

"Yes, and we got something to tell you baby. Come in and let us tell you."

I was so excited I didn't know what to do, so I trailed behind them like a lost puppy. He took my school stuff and set it aside. She grabbed my hand and grinned at me while she pulled me into the other room. We plopped our selves on the couch.

"Sweetheart there is something your father and I need to tell you and it's very important."

"Well after your mom gave birth to your sister we decided..... Um..... Well....."

"What your father is trying to say is we don’t love you anymore."

"MOMMA?"

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My heart was beating fast in my chest. Again, it has come back, every night, same nightmare. I threw back the covers, swinging my legs out bed and got up. I walked across the hall to the bathroom and turning the faucet on, splashed some water on my face. My head pounding I got a drink and found myself some aspirin.

“Shit, no more left.”

As I walk back to my room I look at the time. Four thirty in the morning great, just my luck. I have to go to school in two hours. I grab some panties, thongs, bra, and my favorite red silk tee then hurry out to go and take a shower.

Half-hour later I walk downstairs careful not to wake my mom up. Even when she is hangover she still wakes up easily. As I made my way into the kitchen I search for something to eat. As usual the fridge and pantry are empty except for the occasional beer or whiskey bottle.

“Crazy bat hasn’t shopped in weeks,” I sigh, “figures.”

Seeing how there was nothing to eat I jogged down to the local food market.

As I was finishing up paying for the goods my mom’s so-called friend Jeary showed up. Terrific, just what I fucking needed.

“What are you doing out this early you irresponsible child!” Gods is she annoying. “Is this how you should treat your mother? Scaring her day and night not knowing where you have sneaked off too this time!” Does she ever shut up?

“I’m sorry Jeary,” I mutter, “I thought we could use some food so we don’t starve to death.”

“Ohh that’s it you worthless child. I am taking you home right this instant and telling your mother what you have been up to!” Meanie.

“Oh please don’t,” Anything for a ride and this is the perfect fucking opportunity. I hide a smirk, this will be easy. “She will ground me for a month and make me clean the whole house. Please, I will do anything have mercy on my poor soul.”

“You should have thought of that before you misbehaved, now put the groceries in the van. I am taking you home.” She was grinning evilly.

I sighed, little did she know that she was getting manipulated, fairly easily too. Of course there will be a punishment; there always is one especially when one of her friends gives her a reason. At least I don’t have to walk all the way home with all these groceries.

When we arrived home mom was already awake. She looks a bit well… happy, something bad is about to happen.

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I am still in shock, how could this happen? My own mother too… This is just…. Insanity…. there is got to be something…. Wrong with her head….. It’s just a mistake… right? No one is this cruel… they can’t be… can they? For booze? This is fucking shit! Old man….. Selling…. No it can’t be…. Not the same one who gave birth to me…. No… I won’t believe it… why doesn’t she love me? The divorce… daddy… my baby sisters…. Do they love me? Why did they leave me behind? No… my daddy loves me… he said so himself….I was to take care of mommy… he said he would come back for me…

No, I will not think about that now. I love mom I will not poison my memory of her or daddy. Though I will not go willingly with that man. Not now, not ever, I am leaving.

Getting out of bed I grabbed the duffel bag she threw at me earlier. The same one I was to bring with me to that man’s house. No I won’t even think about it.

Done with my packing I walked down the stairs, strait out the door and down the drive. Not once did I look back.

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