Hey everyone and welcome to my second book! I reached 200+ reads for my other story so I decided to give you guys a gift of another beautiful story!
The song tagged above is Hozier's Cherry Wine. It's an amazing song against domestic violence.
Enjoy!
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Delilah's POV
"Momma! Where are you?" I said calling out to my mother in my parent's bedroom. I was just a four year old.
"Yes baby?" She replied tears rolling down from her beautiful face while she was sitting on the bed. Her body has blue and black marks because of the beating from my dad. I went closer to her.
"Momma, do you want some Jelly Tots?" I said as I offered her a few of them.
"No baby, you can have them yourself." She said pulling me into a hug. "Baby, can you go and get me the white colored bottle with 'Sleeping Pills' written on it?"
"Momma, those tablets are bad!"
"No baby, I just need some rest. I wanna sleep for a bit."
"Okay Momma if you say so."
I get the bottle just what my mom asked for, and also a bottle of water. She hands me over a small box and tells me to open it when I turn fifteen, I nod.
"Baby, can you please go to your room, I need some rest."
"Okay momma, sleep well!"
"Sure, my baby, sure." She said. Then she murmured, "Maybe this is my eternal sleep."
(After two hours)
"Delilah! Where the fuck are you, you little prick!" My father barked as he entered the house, I quickly sprinted off my room to see my dad holding a glass bottle.
"Where is your stupid ass mom?" He barked, again.
"She is sleeping." I said in a petrified tone.
"Sleeping? What the fuck do you mean sleeping? I'll wake her up, and smash her head again."
"No daddy! Please don't!" He shoved me off as I went to stop him from beating my mom. He storms inside the bedroom and I follow him as well.
"Get your lazy ass up Maria!" He barks to my mom. But she's lying motionless. Not a single sound is coming from her.
"Momma, daddy's here get up!" I cry to touching her arm. It's cold. As cold as the temperature outside. It's winter here. It's less than 8°F.
"Maria! Get the fuck up!" My dad now shoves my mom off the bed. There's no sign of pain in her face. As if she didn't feel anything. Her face looked paler than usual. She seems so unusual.
"Maria! I said wake up! Are you deaf? Or are you dead?"
"Daddy! Don't say that!" I scream as tears roll down my face. There was a sign of horror in my dad's face as he checked her pulse rate.
"Oh my God, this whore's dead."
"Whaaat! No!" I run towards my mom, shoving off my dad and hold her hand, tears now flowing like a river downhill.
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*DISCONTINUED* Forbidden Sugar
Romansa"Listen babygirl, you're gonna call me 'Daddy' from today. I'll make love to every inch of your body and you'll be on your knees begging for more after I finish." He said with a confident grin, as his lips grazed to the sensitive skin of my nape. ...
