4. Hell

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Sam's Pov

I stood in front of the mirror, tending to my new bruise. There was so much blood. I could barely stand. I tried not to cry again but failed. I hated this, I hated feeling so much pain. Why do they do this to me? What have I not done for them? Was I not a good enough daughter?

I didn't want to go back to the orphanage. But they didn't hit us. They didn't starve us. In fact, the food was great, I got to go to school. And now, I want that life but I want parents. I want mum and dad to want me to. I thought they did.

I sighed and turned away from my reflection, I look horrid. Then something hit me, tomorrow was Friday. I was supposed to go meet Avery. How? I look like the hunchback of Notre-Dame.

I can't go and meet her like this, she's going to ask me a lot of questions and I don't know if I can lie, I don't want to break down in front of her as well. I don't even have a phone. Great! That's it, I'm just gonna stay here. I hope it goes away by Sunday. The ones on my body I can hide them, but not these.

"Get down and start on dinner!" I jumped at mum's voice. I bit my lip and collected myself as I placed the last bandage on my arm and walked out of my room. Cautiously, I walked down the stairs and crept into the kitchen. Dad was nowhere to be seen. I sighed and quickly took out the meat and spaghetti. I knew they both liked this, so I guess I'd make this. My hands hurt but I got to toughen up. Once I'm done with this, I can go up to my room.

I started with cutting onions and garlic, some bell peppers, and started on the sauce. Mum liked tomato, so I'd do that. Then I worked on the meatballs, washing them and boiling them as well as the pasta. I got some cheese from the fridge and grated it. And soon, it was done. I heard footsteps down the stairs and hurried up. I quickly placed two plates and cutlery on the table and got wine and 2 glasses for them.

Mum entered the dining and sat down, and I tried not to tremble while I plate her food.

"Where's your plate?" she asked startling me.

"I uhm, not hungry," I whispered lying.

"Sit and eat," she says and I nod. She wants me to eat? After beating me up? I just obeyed and took a little bit and ate with her.

"We're leaving for a week to England. I'll leave some money for you. Don't get into any trouble and stay at home." I nod surprised, they're leaving me alone?

"We're going tomorrow," she says again and I nod. She finishes her food, and I too. I cleaned up the plates, left dad's food on the table and went up to my room.

I'm going to be alone, for the next week. I get to see Avery. Not tomorrow but when I get better. That put a small smile on my face as I crawled into bed. I hissed at every bruise that ached and laid there unable to sleep. Thinking about everything that happened today, all the words they called me, all the hate in their eyes and my blood on their hands. They never stopped. Not even when I was begging.

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Avery's Pov

Where is she? I've been waiting here for an hour. Is she okay? I don't have a good feeling about this. Did she get lost? Did someone kidnap her? Fuck. I should have just met her at her place.

"Hey." I turned to Jake.

"She's not here yet," I said.

"You wanna go look for her?" he asks and I bit my lip nodding, looking around.

"She'll be okay, right? Oh, God." I mutter. He nods softly.

"I'm sure she will go to her house maybe she's there. It's okay, I'll cover for you," he says and I nod gratefully.

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