Abuse isn't something anyone would want to endure. But unfortunately for Lauren it is something she has to deal with on a daily basis. After the loss of her mother 5 years ago, her father took a turn for the worst. Can she cope with it on her own or...
''I-I just wanted to see you, Marie. I just miss you so much. I don't think I can do this alone. I need you.'' Tears start to fall from his eyes. He steps closser to me and takes my hands.
" Oh honey I have much you so much.'' More tears roll down his face.
'' Dad I am not mom.'' I say softly. But it's like he can't hear me. He raises my hands to his mouth and starts to kiss them.
''Dad?'' I try to take my hands away from him. But his grip is to tight.
''Honey why did you have to leave me. I can't raise them without you.'' He glares into my eyes. It's as if he speaks to my soul. His crying becomes worse and I begin to cry to. I miss the way my dad was. He was so sweet and gentle. Not only with us but also with the love of his live, our mom.
''I can't bare it. Our little Lauren looks so much like you. She's a constent reminder. Everytime I see her I feel sad and angry. You left me and I don't know why. Why were you taken away from me!'' More tears roll down my face. I know I look like my mom but this sad to hear. Feel my brothers the same? Do they feel sad and angry everytime they see me? Dad keeps coming closser to me.
''I missed your touches, your kisses, are body's rubbing against each other. I miss you.'' I don't know how dad doesn't see me but mom. He gently whipes away a tear with his thumb and lets his hand go through my hair. I feel uncomfortable.
''I'm sorry I'm not doing a better job raising the kids. I'm trying my best but I know it's different without you.'' He puts his hands around on my hips. He pulls me closser to him and I try to get away from him. ''Honey, what's wrong? Don't you love me anymore? I can make it up to you. I know the way you like it.'' He gives me I smirk and his hands go to the front of my pants and tries to open it.
''Dad no! It's me, Lauren not mom!'' He doesn't listen and he pulls his shirt of. I push him away and he stumbels. I run to my door but it's locked. I quickly unlock it and ran out of my room and downstairs. I don't know why but I run to the frontdoor and run to I don't know where.
15 minutes later
I come to a stop and look around. I know don't exactly know where I'm right away but when I looked around I knew where I was. I was close to the cemetery. I walk slowly to the cemetery. I stand for the gate and try to open it. It's locked. I begin to cry soflty and turn back around. I really wanted to talk to mom. I did that sometimes when I just needed someone to talk to. I can talk to my brothers but sometimes you just need your mom. I run my hands through my hair and start walking in a direction I never go in.
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Jeffrey's POV
It's already late but I'm still watching T.V. with Marcus and Collin downstairs. Lauren already went to bed and dad to. We're watching some commedy movie but it isn't funny at all. I looked at the time on my Phone, 23:31.
