Trapped

6

Luann and Jerry looked at each other. Then Luann pinched the bridge of nose, shaking her head. I was to the point of tears. I tried to tell myself that I wasn't affected, but no matter what, I was still star struck. Only one tear fell down my face, the rest faded away.

"Ann, do you need a break?" Jerry asked, placing a hand on my shoulder.

Startled by his touch I looked up at him. "That's not necessary." I puffed out more vapor, watching it roll then fade. "I can go on."

...

It has been an hour since we were in the car. I convinced Jeanie to let me stay in the back seat with Christi. The poor girl was in my lap, curled up and asleep. She had dried tears and bruises all over her.

"I'm sorry."

I looked towards the drivers side."excuse me?" I asked

"I said I'm sorry." Jeanie said. Glancing back at me threw the mirror.

"For what exactly?" I raised an eyebrow.

?

"For you getting dragged in this." She said.

"I don't understand how you could even do this? Ive known you for forever Jeanie.." i looked down at Christi.

"When we get back to my house... you will under stand."

She stopped focusing on me and I continued to look out the window. Wondering if my dad is worried. I wonder what it's going to be like if he never sees me again. Will he be upset? what will my mother think?..

I sighed to myself, she wouldn't care. That's one less child she'd have to take care of. In total, my mom had three kids. There was me, and the twins, Monique and Jasper. They're my half siblings, and accident that once again, pushed my mother into more deep anger.

Monique and Jasper are 12 now, unfortunately, they don't know who their father is. They are forced to be stuck and abused by my mother. My dad wanted to take them in when he got finally custody of me, but mother decided to care for once. She fought for them and claimed full custody. I was the highlight when I went to my mothers house, they loved to play with me. Id also take them out to ice cream when mother went on a rampage. But now, they'll never see me again...

Tears started dripping down my cheeks. My dad always told me that silent tears are worse. He says that without sound of sobs, a person cannot be expressed. I didn't care about expressing anymore, I wanted out of life. Everything I've seen has led to much more scaring then I'd like to further witness.

"We're here." Jeanie said.

We pulled up to an old country house in the middle of nowhere. I wasn't ready for the truth. I wasn't ready for anything. Holding Christi tightly in my arms, I walked up to the house. May the next horror, possibly be my last.