I'm back (editing)

My daughter is gone

^pic of Skylar and Lucas's mum above

Skylar and Lucas's mum pov:
As soon as Lucas says Skylar has been slutting around I angrily made my way towards. I was going to shout at her but something g came over me and I slapped her. Her eyes start to water and she runs up to her room crying.

What have I done? I slapped my daughter. Ive never laid a hand on her before besides the day when I was really drunk, but that's not the point. The point is that I hit my daughter and I can't even blame the alcohol. It would usually be Lucas who would punish her. She would never forgive me. Im a monster.

Wait, what am I thinking? She's a worthless piece of trash and doesn't deserve my love. I need to clear my head from these stupid and unrelevant thoughts. I can't believe I just called that thing my daughter.

I decided to go to sleep for a bit and that piece of shit better have made dinner by the time I wake up. If she doesnt then I guess she'll get a punishment.

Maybe we can lock her up in the store room for a few hours since she has a fear of being confined in a small dark place. We haven't used that method in a while but maybe it would teach her to stay in her place.

As I headed towards my room, I heard Skylar crying and apart of me wanted to go inside of Skylar's room to see if she was okay and to apologise to her. Wait, what? What the fuck am I thinking? Is it because I hit her for the first time? This is making me frustrated. You know what, maybe after I sleep I'll feel better and less confused.

To be honest I think im loosing my mind. Ive never felt bad or sympathy towards her especially because she ruined mine and Lucas's life. I just need to remember I hate her and what she has done and my mind and thoughts will all be clear.

A few hours later
I wake up to Lucas shouting which was getting me fucking angry. I walked towards him and ask him what the hell I'd going and he just tells me Skylar isn't answering the fucking door, which is weird, she would normally answer straight away knowing if she doesnt, she'll get punished.

Don't tell me we're going to have to give her a punishment. Why cant she just listen and get her fat ass up and out of that bed of hers?

I guess I could let her off just this once...wait no snap out of it.

I knock on her door a couple of times.

No reply.

I was starting to get really annoyed. I opened her door. There's nothing in there besides and empty closet, desk and bed. Her stuff was gone and she was nowhere to be seen. My heart just broke.

I watch as Lucas walks up to her desk picking up a piece of paper. He calls me to come saying it was letter from Skylar addressed to both of us.

As Lucas read out the letter, we both began to cry knowing what we did was the biggest mistake we have ever made, treating Skylar like she was nothing.

What have I done?

I guess I didn't realize I had something so important in my life until it just left.

I can see the look in Lucas's eyes as he walked to his room. He blamed himself, well in fact it was all my fault.

I was the one who made him hate his own sister. I made him blame his sister for his father leaving us, when it was all my fault for him leaving.

I was so upset when their father left. I needed someone to blame. Someone thats not me. Skylar was the easiest target to blame.

I cant believe I took advantage of my own baby daughter's innocence. I blamed her so much I started to believe it was actually her fault. I let my own judgement take over and in return, I lost my only daughter.

Im suppose to be her mother, the one who she could talk to about anything with. The person who was suppose to love her, cherish her and protect her from the dangerous world, but instead I showed her the opposite and I became the danger I was suppose to protect her from. I don't deserve to be called a mother.

I waited hours, days and weeks for her to come back, but she never did. At least I know she's safe with her father who will love and protect her.

Yes, her father told me she was with him, even though he hates me. I cant blame him, I hate myself. He thought I should have the right to know where she was, which I am grateful for.

As the days went on Lucas changed and shut everyone out. I changed too. I wanted to be a better mother. I hope one day my baby daughter can forgive me and come back...