a beautiful, well developing story about two lovers who have kept a secret from their twin girls for fourteen years. Cheryl Cole and Kimberley Walsh were once two inseparable lovers, who fell madly in love, but the unfortunate bond was broken when l...
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Author's POV
Cheryl drives recklessly through the streets, wanting to get on to the first motorway that came into her line of vision. She just needed to blow off some steam, or in this case, patrol. Most days she tried not to think about what her little girl had gone through and how careless she was to ever notice that Millie was being raped. She was never to know all the trauma Millie was enduring and how she never did tell her... until one night... she saw it with her own two eyes.
She blinks the tears away, pressing her foot further down the pedal, accelerating and putting full power into her Ferrari.
Millie is a fragile soul, now broken in two. She cried to her Mam, feeling free once the truth had come to the surface. She cried and pleaded, begging for the nightmares to just go away, wanting to wake up from this horrible dream that would happen to her every single night, until Ashley was arrested and out of their lives.
"Wh-Why didn't you j-just come to us?" Cheryl howls out, crying hopelessly.
Millie hiccups, balled up on her bed. "H-He H-He-" The words just wouldn't come out, trapped in the pit of her soul.
She drives and drives, until the only thing she could think about was crashing her car straight into the wall.
But it never happens. Cheryl always built herself up, but soon... would stop with the picture of her daughter coming straight into her line of vision, instantly bringing down the speed of her sports car.
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Kimberley takes a minute before she goes in search of her daughter, Maisie. Her heart was heavy after the conversation with Cheryl, blaming herself once more.
"Enough time?" Kimberley asks, finding her daughter sat in the kitchen with a bowl of cereal being eaten.
Maisie shrugs, eating.
Kimberley takes a seat across from her, "Why did you say that?" She asks.
Maisie looks up, "Are you sick?" She asks, surprised her Mum even cared to ask.
