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Forgotten // Coming Soon

Forgotten // Coming Soon

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Feb 18, 2017
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Fanfic
Football/Soccer
I've thought about it for weeks now. I've thought it was time, that I've had the last straw. But I hadn't, or at least that's what I told myself. I stared down at my phone, opened up to kik, flicking through our past messages. 'I love you baby girl.' 'My mom wants to meet you before she can't.' 'She thinks you're beautiful.' 'Babe, she's dying.' Silence fills my bedroom, cluttered with pictures of boybands and soccer players. Book shelves filled with novels I've already read. Desk cluttered with unwanted homework and pens that no longer have ink. My floors have clothes thrown on them carelessly. My bed is undone and there's mascara on my pillows. The light is dimmed for only a candle lights my room. My phone shines bright and I've come to recognize the vibration patterns of it. Two buzzes for iMessage, one buzz for kik and others. Every time it buzzes one time, my heart leaps at the thought of it being him. But it isn't. It never is. Has he forgotten about me? ~
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"Mommy?" I looked up from her arms and into her smile. "Yes, my little light?" She replied back, with a curious grin. Nothing but love, gentleness, and kind warmth on her sweet face. Six year old me stared into her glistening eyes. Eyes that could melt glaciers. Those eyes. "What is it my love?" She questioned again with an angelic smile. That damn smile. The sudden breeze pushed the windows to slam open against the walls, as the curtains flew up and the rose candle was blown out. The night crept in, invading my bedroom. My mother gasped with a frightened jump and called out my name. Frantically, she flipped the bedside lamp on when she heard no reply. Panic washed over her face as she kneeled beside her sweet little girl, now covered in a blood stained night gown, black eye and bloody lip. "Why did you let him hurt me, mommy?" My mother gasped and fell back onto her hands. Terrified, she stood and with no hesitation, made a dash for the door, leaving her baby girl in the dark corner. Her panicked attempt to leave the room came to a complete stop as she came to face the full length mirror. She stared back in horror, only it wasn't her looking back at her reflection. It was me -Kali emerges from her past that has left every piece of her in ruins. Her life was left shattered into a million pieces. With intentions of starting a new life, she feels like her past will never let her go. When starting over doesn't promise a new start, Kali's life is thrusted in and out of place.

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