Unforgettable ** ended**

Chapter one

" forget about the memories and start living your life. You're seventeen."
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I roll my head back, letting my head hit the cold black leather on the seat. The car is frigid, but it's soothing. I lake a quick glance at the dashboard in the car and the time reads ' 2:03'
The car is silent, besides the pleasing hum from the radio and my mother tapping gently on the steering wheel. Ever so slightly you can hear all of our belongings in the trunk vibrating from the gravel rode we are traveling on and my baby sister trying to talk to her teddy bear.

I aimlessly roll my head to the right scanning the county landscape, while I bring my knees to my chest.
I refuse to admit to myself that I'm back here. Never once did I think that four years later I would be back in the same place where we started. Where my life was ruined.
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I scan my surroundings carefully when my gaze reaches a bright green rode sign. As the car rides past it I turn my whole body to look at it.
' Omaha 10 miles'
I slam by back harshly against the seat and place my feet on the burning dashboard.
All these memories come rushing back. It seems like as soon as I got away from this, I'm back within a blink of an eye, even though I haven't been her four years.
Memories flood my mind causing me to get a little impatient. I start tugging at the holes in my jeans. That doesn't help. I tap my finger impatiently against the door Handel.
" Jenna, dear. Stop it" my mom says sending me a glare.
God. Can that woman ever show her happy side? The answer is no.
I can clearly see why she never shows her happy side. she doesn't have a happy side. She's scared that one day 'he' is going to come back.
By ' he' I mean my father. My ungrateful father. he's done so many things to my mother and I that I don't want to admit. I've watched my mother get abused several times. seeing my mother hit the floor with blood steaming down her face while tears get mixed in with the red substance breaks my heart. I guess you could say over the years , I've learned not to care so much about people that care for me because one day, it will all come out that they never cared and they never will. Some people only get abusive when they're drunk. but with this guy. that's him. And that's who's he's always going to be. It's in his blood. You can't change him.

♡ I peak around the corner trying to figure out why my innocent mother is screaming. I grab the stair railing and start walking down the stairs one stair at a time. The wood stairs creak every time I move. My coral, princess night dress flows and cool breeze hits my skin. I take a deep breath and step off of the last step.
" why do you got to be so ungrateful Chrissy? Why!" ' he' says while slamming her against the wall.
All these thoughts are running through my eight year old mind.Trying to figure out how my daddy could do such terrible things to my mommy.
He slaps her with full force causing her head to swing violently to the side. she drops to the ground wincing in pain.
" mommy?"
Her attention quickly snaps in my direction.
" baby girl. go upstairs mommy is fine. okay? daddy and mommy need to talk. im okay."
" no mommy. You're not okay. daddy please stop."
" listen to your god damn mother. She's fine!" 'He' yells at me extending his index finger and pointing to the stairs.
I stare at my dad trying to figure out why he's doing this. My mommy doesn't deserve this.
" but daddy. mommy is a person too, just like you. I want to be a happy family. Like that" I say while pointing to a picture of the three of us laying in a pile of scattered fall leaves. what happened? we were so happy.
" go to bed now!" He says harshly.
I turn to the stairs and step on one. I turn my head to my mom.
We stare at each other. A single tears rolls down her cheek. Seeing the sadness in her eyes brings me to tears. A single tears slides down my face.
" I love you baby girl." She mouths to me from across the room.
" I love you too." I mouth while blowing her a kiss.
I go into my room and climb into my bed.
I sit there playing with the mint green sheets. " I want mommy to be okay. please. she doesn't deserve this." I keep saying aloud hugging a pillow into my chest, rocking back and forth. The cold fabric soothes me and Eventually takes my whole body in to a deep sleep while screams faintly play in the distant. -
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It's pretty sad to think that the screams and cries of my own mother put me to sleep.
There's morning more terrifying then coming back to the place where everything started.
It's a new beginning for my mom, my little baby sister Ella and I. But the thing is, we have no house, no family, no money nothing. my mom says she knows a friend that is allowing us to stay with them. With our luck I bet it's a shit hole. But right now anything will be better then this cramped car. I don't bother asking because my mom will just snap at me.
I guess I'm just thankful that my mom decided to leave 'him' before Ella started getting abused. To this day, I hid my hideous scars along my legs, my stomach and back.

I roll down my window and turn my attention to the Nebraska landscape. I won't lie. I missed this part of Nebraska. Just not the memories.

My long, silky brown hair blows in the breeze. i stick my hand out the window and let the summer breeze hit me. At times like this I'm happy to be back. But then I remember. my mom is a single mother of two and we have no money. Summer just started. We have time to find my mother a good paying job. It's really crazy how one person can screw up a live for three other human beings that have done nothing wrong. If my mother wouldn't of gone to that stupid gas station on high way 11 when she's was 17 she wouldn't be dealing with this. Only if my mom made the decision to keep driving a couple more miles to the next gas station she would of never met the guy that ruined her life.
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Hey guys:) thanks for reading! I know it's bad but I promise it will get better. I got this idea off of tumblr so thanks tumblr😂 but anyways please comment and vote!! Goodnight my love:))