The Reason I Left

Chapter 2

              *Authors note*

Hi, on this chapter I'm gonna try and make it longer. So please bare with me. ^_^

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              (Antwaine's POV)

     I woke up the next morning. It was steamy in the room. We lived in a small two room apartment, that's not at all nice to live in, how does Terra even put up with this place, you know she should...Finally, I came out of my thoughts, I reached out my arm, still have my eyes closed and barley awake, when I reached over to the other side of the bed I realized that Terra wasn't there. Are you f***ing kidding me right now. I slung myself out of bed and putting on my wifebeater and slides. I went to the next room which my daughter should be in, she was.

     I sighed and rubbed my shaved head in frustration. Why would she just leave like that? I asked myself but quickly snapped out if it when my stomach started to rumble. Yea we're kinda poor so i had to search for some food to eat.

     Hope, my daughter, came in the kitchen with a rumbling stomach like mine. Hope is only 6 years old but she has seen what no one should ever witness. And some of those actions... were my doing.

     "Daddy I'm hungry again" she said between yawns and rubbing her eye with the back of her hand.

     "Didn't I feed you two days ago and your asking for more food, you are so selfish, thinking for yourself instead of others."

     "But daddy my tummy hurts"

     "You think I care, I have more problems to deal with. Go back in your damn room and go back to sleep"

     "Yes sir, but daddy where's mommy"

     "I said go in that god damn room Hope"

     "y-yes s-s-sir" she said with tears filled in her big hazlenut eyes.

     I don't understand why that b**** of a mom named Terra didn't take her child, she knows that I didn't want her in the first place and now she does this s***. I'm gonna have a little talk with her when she comes back.

     If she comes back.

                 (Hope's POV)

     Why does daddy talk to me like that? Why does it everytime I ask for food he starts to yell. I pray every night that my dad would love me but i guess my praises doesn't get to god as I want them to.

     I went to my room as my daddy told me to and I crawled into my bed, well actually its not so much of a bed its more of a pallet or blankets on the floor of a bed room or any room for that matter. I don't know what happened to my real bed. One day when I came home from school it was just gone. My mommy and daddy yelled for a long time that night. my mommy was really mad at daddy, I just was just laying there on the floor with my stuffed bunny. When everything started to go quiet mommy came in my room.

     "Hope, baby, are you awake?" she whispered.

"Y-yes ma'am" I said while nodding my head.

" Hope did you hear me and daddy yelling again, I'm so sorry sweets I promise I'll try and make everything alright." She promises me this but she always make promises and she never keeps them It makes me sad, all these empty promises.

     "C'mon Hope, lets get you to sleep"

     "but mommy what am I gonna sleep on I got no bed"

     "Who says you need a bed" she said with a silly grin on he face. Its like everytime I seem sad she thus to make me happy even though sometimes its not gonna work.

     Mommy gets these old looking blankets from a nearby closet from the hall. She shakes it an dust comes off, we started coughing. Then she held the two ends and slung it in the air. The blanket landed on the floor gently.

     After the blankets later...

     "There you go, a nice, soft pallet"

     " Mommy?"

     "Yes sweety"

     "Why is daddy so mean"

     "Mommy...?"

     "I'm sorry baby, I-I have to go do something right now"

     "Yes ma'am"

     After that she left me in the dark and when she was leaving I could see tears from her face.

     Coming out of my memories, I had stopped crying but I sell had a big lump in my throat. It feels so weird cry and why do I cry I'm a strong little girl, right?

     I cracked my bedroom door so no one could hear it open. I peeked out to see if anyone was out there. I say this because daddy likes to have people offer when mommy's gone. No one was out there but daddy. When I came out of my room something didn't smell right, it smelled stronge and nasty. I looked in the small living room with two couches and a small t.v. . Daddy was watching something but I could figure out why he was laughing so hard because I didn't see what was so funny. I walked in the living room above the smell got even worse. Then I saw a bottle in his right hand.

     "Hope... how are you baby"

     "..."

     "Does your tummy still hurt" after her said that he stated chuckling, and I started to get scared.

     "Daddy... what's in that bottle in your hand."

     " u-um... its... daddy juice, its not for little kids."

     " Daddy, it stinks, please get rid of it."

     "Ok just let me finish it, ok, and then I'll go get something to eat, how's that sound?"

     I wanted to say something but my tummy said all the talking. I think when I heard the work food it was happy.

     Three hours later...

The t.v. was still on. The smell was still there. And I saw more bottles around daddy. And he was sleep. When I saw him like that I cried. He said he was going to feed me today, is been the days since I ate. Now I'm hungry, tired, and most of all I miss mommy.

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            *Author's Note*

     Hi, me again, so how did you like chapter 2. If you liked or hated it or you just want to talk, comment ^_^. When I say seven views I was happy that people started to read my book and I just want to see what you think about it. Also, the next update is not a chapter its more like a information page about the characters. So thanks for reading and there will be more.