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Chapter Six

Eliana

'you're a pest' Maddie screamed, 'I wish you were never born'

it was the first proper fight we'd ever had, I walked in on her and her guy friend making out.

'you were a mistake Eliana, nobody wanted you, not even your own mother' this stuck with me, surely she would've said our own mother, am I adopted?

'you know how mom always tells you those kids will kill themselves? maybe you should consider it' tears stung my eyes, 'somedays, I wish you had of died when you almost drowned'

I ran off to Dallas, tears freely flowing out of my eyes. My own sister wanted me dead. I couldn't even tell Dallas what happened. I was too upset.

'Dally, can we go to the store?' Dallas was more than confused , but agreed to take me anyways.

I told her to wait in the car, and grabbed the item I wanted. I smiled at the checkout lady as I handed her the money, 'I hope you have fun with that one sweetheart'

'Phi' the knock on my door from my older sister broke my trance, 'you're off of deadtime now sweetheart'

It had only been three days, I hadn't slept, eaten less than 200 calories in the three days, most of those coming from fruit and vegetables, and done over eight thousands sit ups, along with other exercises.

I was still in the same position mom had left me in three days ago. She'd sent dad in with the meals ever since, at least he'd bring me fruit instead of disgusting fats and carbs.

'Oh my god' Dallas gasped, 'Eliana' she looked horrified, 'baby have you slept?' I shook my head, Dallas picked me up, I could barely hold my head up. I was more than exhausted, Dallas put her hand behind my head, 'Fucking hell, Mom!' she screamed, 'baby, you're incredibly wet, has anyone changed you in the last three days?' I shook my head again. Dallas grabbed another diaper, shaking her head 'this is neglect' she mumbled, as she changed me, 'you've got a rash sweetheart, I'm going to put some cream on to help with it'

As much as I tried to go to sleep on Dallas's shoulder, I couldn't, I've never been able to sleep without my blanket. I was drowsy, but it felt like a different kind of drowsy. I felt dizzy, shaky, confused.

'You took her blanket' Dallas screamed, 'and left her in a soaked diaper for three days, she's got diaper rash now and I can't imagine how painful that is'

'She pushed Madison down the stairs!'

'That's what she was on deadtime for?' Dallas asked, still very obviously annoyed, 'you said it was because she threatened Madison's friend, and even then I thought that was extreme' her voice was getting louder, 'Madison fell down the stairs, I saw it happen, she tripped on her own shoe and fell down them' Dallas screamed, 'you're awful, she hasn't slept for three fucking days' Dallas was incredibly angry, 'you should've consulted with me, Dianna' I felt Dallas snatch something from moms hand, it was my blanket, 'you're okay baby'

She carried me downstairs and outside, grabbing another blanket, 'we're going to lay in the hammock beautiful, try to go to sleep for me okay?'

She lightly rocked the hammock side to side, before getting into it with me laying on top of her chest. I had my blanket held up to me and the one Dallas had brought out over us. Her soft singing, the rocking of the hammock and her heartbeat were slowly lulling me to sleep.

When I awoke, we were no longer in the hammock, but in Dallas's bed, 'good afternoon sleepyhead, you've been asleep for fourteen hours' I rubbed my eyes, I still felt absolutely awful, 'how about we go out today? just you and I'