In Love With The Pornstar

Chapter 4

I stood there stunned. My mind as blink as a piece of paper. I try to come up with something to say to her, a curse but my lips are sealed, a hug I don't think that will ever happen, a slap no I don't hit woman

unless we getting sexual. Plus this is my mom so hitting her would be out of line even though I hated her. Before I know it I had my most horrifying flashback

Flashback........

I was in an abandoned house with crying praying that my real mother would show up and save the day. When my fifth adoptive parents picked

me up I thought this time it would be different but it was the same as always. Since It was Christmas school was close which mean I'll get no

type of food. The house was cracked everywhere if a hard wind blow it would crumble to pieces. With no heat I was shivering, I was only 5 years old. I had dreams of course

running down the steps opening my present mommy and daddy put for me under the trees. However when I ran downstairs Rachel, the woman

who adopted me, was laying on a sofa drunk from whatever she was doing the night before. tears filled my eyes

"mommy why why did you leave me" I whimper.

She must've heard my whimper she threw a pillow at me

"stop crying you little brat" but I cried harder. The pain was too much to bear.

"Listen to me closely I'm very tired like very very tired let me get some sleep"

I couldn't stop crying even if I try

"STOP CRYING DAMN IT" she yelled her eyes red her hair pointing in every continents in earth.

"Why don't you love me" I yelled back at her. She calmly reply

"because I'm not your mother go find your bitchy mother to take care of you" I wanted to sink my five year old teeth in her skin

"but you adopted me" I insist

"so...." she frown "you know what get out of my house with all this complaining you look pathetic" she drag me by the ear and throw me out.

The winter cold air hit me hard for I have forgotten my coat inside. I pound on the door for her to let me in, yelled, cry, I even threw a

rock. She didn't open the door. I was freezing on the verge of dying

"I hate you mommy you left you don't love me look at me I'm the cold with no one to help me you never save me I hate you I hate you one day if I ever see I will I will........" I didn't

notice I was running and saying these things out loud while crossing the street before finishing my sentence a car hit me I flew...............

"please say something" I felt someone lightly touching me. I give her a death glare. She quickly cower and move away.

"What do you want me to say"

I was surprise at how calm I was. I've never been calm in any situation. If I'm calm it only means one thing, I AM BEYOND ANGRY.

"son......." I hold my hand up

"let me stop you right there I, Vincent LaFleur is not your son and will never be"

I wanted to say more. But the dryness in my mouth the hate in my heart kept me quiet. The only thing that would make me feel better is just shoot her.