Metanoia

Chapter Three

"come here you little shit. There's more crap at the door." i hear my mother screech." i'm coming" i say standing at the bottom of the stairs. Oomf. I look up from where my mother pushed me into the wall. " i don't know who you have wrapped around your finger but i want them gone. I don't like people knowing where i live. (slap) If you think for one second you're going to get up and leave me (slap) your wrong. you're mine you're my property. you. belong. to me. (slap) got that." my mother says pushing me into the wall again hard before letting me go.  I stand up ten minutes later when my face stops stinging and walk to the door. Shattered glass and roses. I pick up all the roses and rush them to my room. i go back downstairs to clean up the glass and water where my mom threw down the vase like she did every time orieas sent something. chocolates, bears, and flowers. Once im done i run up to my room and arrange the new roses among the other four dozen in the purple vase i bought for them. My mom doesn't come to my room she doesn't see the white, red, yellow, and now violet roses. She wouldn't see the bears crowding my bed or the pile of chocolate heart boxes piling next to my bed. She wouldn't know how i kept all his love letters in an old converse box under my bed so when i missed his brown eyes i would read them. She wouldn't know. yeah Cecilia isn't like most mothers. i lay down on my bed that i share with a couple of bears and puppy dog stuffed animals and ponder life.

" come on babe lets go upstairs" my mom waltzes in with a new man on her arm. "mommy?" my eight year old self ask searching for the comfort of my mother. "ugh go to bed. you're in the way." she says pushing me away from her new boyfriend. "mommy i'm so hungry though we don't have anymore food" slap. it wasn't the first time but it was the first one i remember. "You ungrateful shit! I do everything for you the least you can do is listen!" punch. I feel my loose baby tooth fly out my mouth after my mom pulls her arm away from my now swelling face. I stood up and walked to the front door to leave but ,she immediately came and slammed it.  "you forget you belong to me. You are my property. I do with you what i want. If you leave now you won't be able to come back for a week. Understood."  she glared at me. I shook my head and left. I went to klaryence house and his sister Mia cleaned my swollen face and i stayed there for the week. Then a month then two years. The best two years of my life. I lived with them, klaryence and Amelia or mia were my family. When mia died klaryence was forced to live in a group home for the next couple of years. He bounced around till he was sixteen then he ended up in a boys home till he was eighteen. Me. Me though i was carted off to my doting mother. I walked in and the first thing she said was "oh has it already been a week." she smirked in my direction. My Mother.

Bing ding boon ng. I hear my phone go off and when i look over i see it's a text from klaryence.  you need to take care of your boy. if i see him outside my house again he's leaving with more than a bruised jaw. i hope you don't mind but, i gave him your number cause this dude has been texting me over and over again like if i was his boyfriend. I laugh at the message and then jump when i see i have another from an unknown number. Most likely orieas.  Yup ...hi brown eyes it's orieas. I find it interesting that even though he is always sending me gifts never has he showed up at my house. Hes been to klaryence house at least three times a day sometimes he will sleep on his front yard. I don't know why maybe he thinks that by getting Klaryence on his side he can sway me. so far its not working. i save his number but i don't reply i meant what i said when i said we were now nothing.

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Goodmorning Beautiful. i send my morning text to theo reminding him i'm still here. I know it's his number it took a punch from klaryence to get it. I text him every day any chance i get for a week since i got it. Before that i just sent flowers and bears with my number plastered all over the cards. Begging him to text me for a week since the park incident.  I know its stalkerish but, i can feel he actually enjoys them. Like now i feel relief wave over and i know its not me. Was he waiting for me to text him? Maybe tomorrow i won't text him to see if he finally text back. Waiting for me brown eyes? i send the text then i feel agitation come over me. Haha i guess he was. If you reply you won't have to id be there with you morning noon and night. wrapping my arms around you and kissing you till you can no longer breathe. Let's see how this makes him feel. woah. I stumble a bit from pacing my room when i'm hit with a strong feeling of want then sadness.. say the place or word and i'll be there i send the text then quickly began getting dressed and when i'm putting my shoes on i feel completely happy. I dont know why till i open my phone to see a text. My breath hitches in my throat as all my body freezes. Meet me at the park in ten wolf boy and be ready to shift. I know he felt my shock because next thing i know i can feel him being mischieviously happy. He knows what he does to me. Wait. Why am i sitting here pondering. I run out the door just to turn back for my left shoe.