Bad Girls can be Good

~~Chapter 5~~

~~~ Unknown Drama In Paradise~~~

My aunt sat in the chair holding a picture , I couldnt see what it was of from where I was so I took a couple steps forward and I was star struck . The picture was of me , my mother and her , infront of this house . I've been here already , so why didn't she just leave me with my aunt , I mean she was a drug adict before she had me and when she had me she could have grown up with an actual caring person , not someone who had me hiding in a hole in a wall everytime her dealers came to collect . I could have had a real life , a life a child deserved . Thinking about all of this , a tear ran from my eye , I quickly caught it but a sniffle escaped me . "Kat hunny ? Why are you crying?" my aunts voice sounded as though she had been crying . "W --*sniff*-- why didn't you take me from her ? Why didn't you rescue me ?! Why did you let me go through that life !!" I tried my best but I couldn't hold back the tears , they came flooding down my now pale cheeks . I tried to wipe them away but they just left a damp look on my face and a glacy effect on my eyes . "Sweetie I , huh..... come here" my aunt patted the cushion next to her . I sniffled again , wiped away the last few tears and walked to the chair . When I managed to sit down she held both my hands clasped Inside of hers . Her hands felt so tender , so caring , I could have used the warm , loving hands growing up ."Listen to me Kat , when you were born I was in the delivery room with your mother and your dad --my dad , I have a dad , last time I heard about him he left my mother for a prostitute in L.A and died in a drug shoot out-- your mother unfortunately took a hit of cocaine and some heroin before her labour to reduce her pain . I obviously didn't agree but she wouldn't listen , plus your jackass of a father kept telling her it would help . So , she took the drugs and it helped butbitbalso made her widely delusional . When you came out and the doctor put you in her arms , you yawned a little and I found it adorable , then your mother burst out laughing , claimed you meowed! abd said she was naming you Kat , I objected but she was set on that . Seeing that something was terribly off with her the doctor asked to speak to me outside , he said it best that I take you , I agreed but as soon as we stepped back in the room from the opposite one you , Cathrin and James were gone . I tried to contact her , but she changed everything , she over heard me and the doctor and didn't want me to have you . So I gave up , and then , 4 years later , in the dead of night , she turned up at my door with you in her arms , she had a couple bruises but you were the worst . You had a broken arm , fractured ribs and a slash in your back , you were unconcious and bleeding . I didn't ask any questions , I grabbed my car keys and hand bag and rushed you both to the hospital . When the doctors took you in I sat Cathrin down and asked what had happened , she told me that James had had too much to drink and he got out of control . That he beat up your mother until she had to ay like she was knocked out but he didn't leave it as just her he beat . When she fell to the floor he left her and entered your room dragged you out and threw you around the room , thats how your arm got broken , and when you wouldn't stop crying he took up a large glass bottle and slammed it into your back . Your mom rose to her feet and dragged herself over to you , you were unconcious and barely breathing . She begged James not to hit you anymore , he kicked her in the face and left . She waited a couple minutes to make Sure he wasn't coming back there she scooped you up and headed for the hospital but when she was turning in she saw his car so her only instinct left was to bring you to me . She cried on me for a few more minutes but then she dropped to the floor , she had internal bleeding from the beating . They took her in to operate , she was in for about 5 hours , you were put in a room sometime in the middle , but you were still unconcious . After a few days , you and your mom came to stay with me , that's how you got your own room , and this picture , but we took this when you started to adjust to the house . When you first came you......... you would cry yourself to sleep at night and jump up in fear of James coming back for you .

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