After the disastrous event that took place a year ago. Gia moved on with her life. New place, no one knows her or her back story. One thing she's keeping quiet about is her new baby.
Delano is still reaping from what he did to gia. He wants to make...
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"You know it sounds to me bria was a nice girl" the lady said.
"Yeah she was... until she just changed" I said.
"Do you know why she changed?" She asked.
Memory...
"Gia you can't go to school with a black eye! Just stay home or come to my house and stay there!" Bria said.
"No I'm good. A little concealer and I'll be good" going through my bag to cover up my eye. "Gia please for me just stay home!" She pleaded. My mom and I got into one of our many fights last night. Words were flying and she didn't like my comeback so she came back and punched me in the eye. To her it's like she got a level up on me. The daily life of Gia.
"Fine I'll stay home. But tomorrow I'm going to school" I said.
"Yeah sure... but nurse that eye. When I come home I'll drop by and check up on you" she said. Ending the call both ways I just looked around. Now what am I supposed to do all day long?. For one I don't want to be here. Especially when my mom gets back.
No offense but my mom usually hoped when I went outside I didn't come back. Sad I know. Going to my usual spot on the water. Loving it here. Looking behind me I saw a young man looking at me from the office. Rolling my eyes at him cause he was staring way too long. (Little did I know that was Delano.. funny how the universe works).
Feeling a little awkward with him staring I got up and left. He was messing up my relax time. As the hours went on by I was waiting for Bria to drop by. But she never showed up. She didn't respond to any of my text messages.
Not really worrying about it. I went on with my day. Then she finally called me.
"I'm outside!" She said. Making my way to see her.. when I walked outside she was mad. Now anytime someone I know is upset I get very nervous. Thinking it's my fault. Can't help it... blame my mother for that one. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"Remember when Anthony took us home from that party we went too. He says you kissed him!" She said.
"Correction he kissed me! And I slapped him for it" I said.
"Gia being a slut isn't cute! You knew I liked him and took it upon yourself to go after him! I thought you were my friend!" She said.
"Bria I swear! He kissed me. I don't want him. He's ugly anyway" I said.
"Calling the kettle black aren't we..." when she said that all those things my mom would say to me started repeating in my head. "Look Gia I think we should take a break from being friends".
"Why?!" I asked.
"Because it's obvious that we are maturing into two different people" she said.
"Bria we are fifteen years old. Really?" I asked.
"Next time you'll think before taking my guys away from me. I don't even know what he saw in you" she said. That's when she sped off. I stood there confused. Actually to be honest I was never comfortable around Anthony. But I only did it for Bria. When my mom came home she smiled at me holding up her fist. I wasn't in the mood for her shit. Walking away from her which I knew pissed her off more than anything. Hearing her footsteps charge at me I sped like a marathon runner trying to cross the finish line to my room locking the door. She banged on the door screaming some words I couldn't even say.
Sliding myself on the ground behind my door I just cried. My mom hates me and now my best friend hates me. When god made me he definitely wasn't sprinkling unicorns and rainbows. Instead he threw in dark clouds, rain and lightening.
End...
"So because she assumed you kissed a guy she liked. Her way of treating you changed for the worse?" She asked.
I nodded "basically. She's never been the Bria I met back when. Instead she took jabs at me then pretended like nothing happen. Or she would buy me something to compensate for making me cry or almost killing me".
"So why do you feel so much remorse for someone like her?" She asked.
"When you are slapped, punched, sometimes kicked. Starved for days. Scared to come out of your room or even step foot into your home because you aren't sure what's going to happen. But then you meet someone who is willing to care about you. Have your back against the beast. Making me smile. Sharing laughter. Just being there for me. That was Bria for six years before she changed. I never had any of that before she came into my life. Then she switched and because I was so used to being abused... hell what's one more? Right?" I said. The therapist looked at me with such pity in her face. But it was the truth.
"Gia? Have you heard of the cycle of abuse?" She asked.
"Not ringing a bell" I said.
"Well the cycle of abuse goes like this... first the person will be the nicest, kindest, sweetest. Then they isolate you from everyone. You spend all your time with this person. Then they will use psychical harm against you. It's like not ever happened. Or sometimes they will use gifts".
"Like I said what's one more" I said.
** TO BE FAIR THAT CYCLE OF ABUSE THE FULL CYCLE THAT I DIDN'T LIST SOUNDS LIKE DELANO ALL THE WAY. MINUS THE ACTUAL PSYCHICAL ABUSE... THE REASON IM DOING THESE MEMORIES SO YOU GUYS CAN SEE WHERE IT BEGAN TO WHERE IT CHANGED***
