Legacy

Chapter One

I flew to the ground as I felt yet another hit from my so-called mother. She screamed many profanities at me as a received quite a hard blow to my ribs. I screamed as loud as I could so that someone, anyone could help me. I don't think they will, they never have before. I looked up at my tormentor to see her face contort into a sadistic smirk. She pulled my hair back and looked into my eyes. Her blonde hair wildly whipped around her shoulders. She would be so beautiful if she wouldn't wear her face like she does. Her eyebrows were drawn to a scowl and her mouth turned upside down in disdain. Her face wasn't made to look like this. I have only seen her smile when she's around dad and doesn't know I'm near. What happened to her stunning smile? It would light up a room. What did I do to make her hate me? Her eyes were full of anguish and animosity. What happened to her once soft accepting eyes? I coughed and felt blood fill the corners of my mouth. I spit it beside me on the floor.

"Let me go you bitch!" I screamed. She began to chuckle that filled me with undeniable fear. She looked like the devil himself. All she needed was hell's flames. I've never seen so much evil in someone. My teeth were stained with my own blood and my hair was still in her iron grip. She began to shake me like a rag doll.

"Is that any way to speak to your mother you ungrateful little bitch?" she snarled. Her hands wrapped tighter around my hair and she brought me close to her face. Her breath smelt of whiskey and cigarettes. The usual. Her blonde hair was now still and resting on her shoulders. It looked soft as if she had just gotten a shower but I knew better. I looked at her other hand resting on my shoulder. I remember when she would wipe my tears with that hand. She would comb my hair and sing to me. I wonder if she still has her voice. Will she always sound like this or will she ever become like how she used to be? Will she ever be my mom again? I won't hold my breath.

Her bright baby blue eyes stared into mine and I saw something I thought I would never seen in my life from her. Remorse flashed across her eyes and for just a moment I saw pity. But just as soon as I saw it, it vanished into thin air and hate returned to take its place. A look I knew all too well.

"You may have given birth to me but you will never be my mother." I screamed. Her hands released my hair and she threw me back to the ground. I screamed and pleaded for someone to call 911. For once, I want this to end. I'm ready for this to stop once and for all. I deserve better. My face flew to the side and my face stung. I looked up at her smirking, knowing I hit nerve. I'm not going to let her win this time. I'm going to fight this time. Melody would be proud.

My blue hair flew violently to the ground and over my shoulders with me. She walked over to me and stomped on my stomach.

"What did I say about screaming?" She barked. My mouth felt like it was full of sand. I let out a cry. I lay there unmoving. It's become so normal. This feeling. If she didn't do this I would assume something is wrong. This is all I've ever known. My dad ignores me. He's basically so withdrawn he's not even there. He could die and I would never notice. He hasn't said a word to me in three years ever since melody passed away. It's kind of like he blames me for her death. The death they caused.

I hear the police sirens. I guess some one finally called them after all of these years. Relief flooded my mind and I sighed inwardly. I heard the front door swung open and felt myself being lifted onto a gurney. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. I don't think I'll make it this time but at least I know I fought. Congrats "Mom", you got what you always wanted! I hope you get mother of the year!

"We're losing her! Stay with me Legacy!" I heard a woman shout. I felt a mask being put over my face forcing me to breathe.

"Her BM is scary low and she's highly dehydrated. Fluids now!" The woman yelled. I looked up to see Melody smiling at me offering me her hand. I then took her hand and felt her pull me up. I felt like I was taking a fresh breath. I now felt no pain and felt as if I were weightless. My thoughts feel scattered and spaced out.