Flashback
I heard my mom whispering for me to wake up. She shook me slightly and when I sat up, she motioned for me to keep quiet with her index finger pressed on her lips. I looked at her and wondered why she was waking me up in the middle of the night. She looked frightened. She outstretched my left palm and slipped her chain in my palm and closed it with her fingers wrapped around my small hand. I was only seven back then. I couldn’t understand the matter with my mom.
She just kept on repeating that she will be back soon and handed me a small piece of paper with a certain address scribbled on it.
She kissed me on my forehead and started walking backwards while watching me sadly. Even if I was only seven year old, I could tell that my mom was going to cry. She kept looking at me with a longing desire and loving manner. Her eyes were already filled up with tears.
"Mom'', I called her but she did not answer. She adjusted her bag on her right shoulder, turned around and walked out.
I watched with tears as her walking silhouette faded away leaving me alone forever.
End of flashback
That was the last time I saw my mom. I was seven back then and ten years passed by without any sign of my mom returning back home. She was gone and my dad held me responsible for my mom leaving him. He no longer sees me as his little princess. I'm a no body to him.
I brought the chain to my lips and kissed it lightly and smuggled closer to my pillow which was wrapped in my mom’s silky dress. I felt a sickening pain at the bottom of my heart. Other than the chain, this dress belonged to my mom. It was the last cloth that I found in her wardrobe after she left me. I squeezed the pillow tightly and kept breathing in and out to calm myself.
I looked at the clock and saw that it was seven o’clock. One hour left to get ready for school. I slowly made my way to the bathroom which was luckily connected with my bedroom. I don’t think that I am ready to face my dad. I was still sore from the beatings last night. My already healed wounds were bleeding again because of last night. I can’t bear it anymore.
I looked at myself in the mirror and gasped in shock. My face and arms had several cuts and wounds. I closed my eyes and inhaled a long breathe. I can’t cry again. Crying won’t solve my problems. I pushed back the tears threatening to come out and gulped down.
Without wasting another minute, I took a shower, whimpering whenever water came into contact with the old and freshly wounds. I scrubbed a little soap on myself, avoiding the wounds and washed my hair. When I was done, I got ready for school.
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I watched through tearful eyes as everyone laughed at me. I was made a laughing stock since eighth grade when I entered school for my next year in an oversized T-shirt and faded black pants. It was the first time I was abused by my father.
And I couldn’t seem to be able to keep up with my good grades since then. I passed with enough marks and moved to my next year but I would always get a beating from my dad at home for not passing with flying colors.
The popular group bullied me for nothing. I did nothing to them but still I was picked on since then. The reason for it was that I had no dressing sense. This was the reason Alicia told me. She's the most gorgeous girl at school but others say that she is a whore.
The next thing I know is that I fell down, breaking me from my trance. My books were scattered around me. I got on my knees to gather my things but someone pushed me again making me fall back on my butt. I screamed as I felt my bruised wounds making contact with the hard floor. I looked up and saw Alicia. She was towering over me. She began walking around me and looking at me with disgust.
“Oh, look who fell down, a nerd who thinks that she is superior to everyone. A low cast slut. I heard that she sleeps around begging for money from old men to please herself. Tsk tsk tsk. You know that’s really cheap of you.'', Alicia spoke aloud for everyone to hear her. Some of her friends were snickering while some were laughing at me. I couldn’t hold it anymore. I left all my things there and ran away.
But the next thing I know is that Alicia and her fellow friends were running behind me. Someone grabbed me and pushed me in the wall. I screamed and cried for help but no one heard me. No one came to help me. They grabbed my arms harshly and brought me to an empty hallway behind the school compound where no one visited.
“Where the hell do you think you are going? Huh? You were going to complain about us to the principal? Don’t you dare think that you can get rid of us that easily, you bitch.'' Alicia warned and slapped me hard across my left cheek.
“No no, please leave me alone, please.” I begged them to stop bullying me but it was in vain.
“Alex will love to teach you a lesson, right Alex?'' Alicia asked a boy beside her who was smirking evilly at me. I felt an eerie kind of feeling by the way he was looking at me. He came in front of me, grabbed my arms and lifted them above my head. He pushed me into a wall and held on to me.
My eyes widen when I understood what he was about to do. That’s when I lost my senses and began fighting back. I would never let a guy touch me. Never!
“No, leave me.” I screamed with all my might and struggled but his hold on me only tightened and I couldn’t fight back anymore.
Alicia and the others walked away leaving me alone with Alex.
I began sobbing when he started touching me under my shirt with his free hand. I screamed but there was no one to help me. I could only cry, like a stupid dumb weak girl. After a while, he stopped his assaults and clenched his jaw tight as he stared at me.“No one would want you, slut. You are so ugly that I don’t even want to touch you. You disgust me, bitch. You should rot in hell.” He taunted with his face scrunched up in disgust.He slapped me a couple of times and then pushed me down on the dirty and wet floor and walked away. My head felt heavy and spots of darkness blinded me for a while before I could re-focus and make out my surroundings.I couldn’t stop feeling his hands roaming my upper body. I couldn’t stop crying. How could someone’s life be so painful? How could a girl not understand another girl’s pain? Many questions zeroed in my mind but I couldn’t find any answers to my questions. I was so weak an
Once I opened my eyes, I was met with complete brightness, so bright that I had to close my eyes almost immediately and reopened them slowly.Why was it so bright?I moved to push myself up in a sitting position but flinched when I felt a sting on my left hand. Almost instantly, my whole body was aching and I could feel that I had forced my body when I tried to get up. All the muscles in my entire body were screaming as I made the slightest moves.Memories came rushing back into my brain and without a warning, all the pain was released, as if it was asleep and was waiting until recognition dawned on me.I realized then that I was at the hospital with both my wrists bandaged.What was even worst is the fact that it was my father who had brought me here. Well, who else would it be? No one visited us since my mother left us, no relatives, no family friends, nobody. But I remember clearly that we had a lot of people visiting us before my mom left me al
I never wanted to be jealous but I am when I look at families enjoying some family time at the park or at a restaurant. I miss this. I miss us being a family. I miss my family.One thing I knew for sure is to be left alone now that I’m still alive. I can’t take it anymore. The insults thrown at me by my father and my classmates have crushed me far enough that I feel like if I don’t stop it now, I would disappear forever. I wouldn’t be able to tolerate these sufferings anymore. So, I took up the courage and voiced out.“I’ll l-like to s-speak to you a-a-alone...“, I couldn’t stop myself from stuttering like a fool while looking down, playing with my hands to stop them from shaking.Stupid courage wouldn’t last long. It vanished the moment I opened my mouth.“... Of course”, the officer trailed off while squinting one of his eyes at my father but the latter scrambled up quickly.&ldquo
I slowly lifted myself up with my elbows by my sides supporting my body weight as I sat up straight, resting my back against the head of the bed.“W-What happened?” I asked him while a lump made its way to my throat causing me to stutter.“Your father is gone!” he exclaimed, looking quite surprised that my father managed to escape the hospital this quickly.After a while, his face twisted in confusion.“My men are at the front entrance and they haven’t seen him go out which means that he is still in the hospital but where?” Jason said aloud, enlightening me of the cause of his confusion.My heartbeats escalated once again.“W-Where is h-he?” I couldn’t help but ask even though I knew that Jason was as clueless as me. I just needed to know where he was for reassurance. He might just pop up when I least expect it and knowing him, he might have already realized it by now that I have to
Once the doctor closed the door behind him, I asked.“Did you find my father?” I wanted to see him nod but instead, he shook his head from side to side.“Your father managed to escape the hospital. It seems to me that he got dressed as a warden boy and escaped in an ambulance with the sirens on. Your father fooled them stating that the ambulance was needed urgently for an accident which occurred nearby. He was wearing a mask as well and my men hesitated to stop the ambulance for a complete check up and let him go.” Jason angrily declared as he fisted his hands by his sides in anger, clearly frustrated that after reassuring me that he wouldn’t let my father escape the hospital, the latter still managed to get away.I felt my insides crumble and twisting at the same time as my chest heaved out with uneven breath. No, this can’t happen. He can’t escape. I thought he would be behind the bars once he got out but he got away.
A gust of wind flew by causing me to shiver once again from the cold. Without wasting another second, I pulled the passenger door open and got in the front seat. Closing the door once I was settled, I sighed at the warmth the jeep offered.Twisting my body slightly to my left, I reached out to grab my bag from the back seat. Rummaging through the stuffs in it, I prayed to God that my father at least packed one of my sweaters in it. Feeling through the clothes, I felt my fingers touch something warm and cotton-like. I pulled it and smiled as I saw one of my black sweaters. This should work for the time being. It would keep me warm enough throughout the way back home. I zipped up the bag and kept it back on the back seat. Immediately, I wore the sweater and swooned at the comfort it had to offer and leaned my back against the seat.I glanced around and couldn’t help but conclude that at night, the hospital grounds looked kind of creepy. Other than the other police
After a while of re-thinking everything, I nodded in agreement.“Let’s go get your stuffs then.” He uttered and then sighed in relief or in exhaustion, I couldn’t tell.Once we got everything packed and in the back of the jeep, we were ready for the journey ahead of us.For me, it will be a much needed journey where I will be able to start afresh at a new place among new people but I was also anxious as I was not really ready for what lies ahead of me. I was oblivious to the environment of the new place and the people there but I was ready for a new beginning.I glanced at my house for one last time and gulped hard to swallow the lump that had formed in my throat as I felt my nose and eyes prick with unshed tears. It was a familiar feeling I have felt all these years and I couldn’t easily forget the sensation of it as I thought of my mother and the good memories I had of her in this house. I watched my house until it faded to
What I heard then, was the sexiest and deepest voice that had my heart skipping a beat but I kept my eyes downwards, somewhat finding my worn out sneakers much more interesting than knowing the owner of the voice. I frowned in confusion though because I never had my heart reacting in this way. Am I falling sick? I can’t be afraid of him since I don’t even know him. I am sure then that I am falling sick and it is related to my heart. Maybe some heart problems? I decided that remaining quiet at this moment would be a wise thing to do, so, I stayed silent and let Jason do the talking. I will look into my heart disease later on when everything related to my new place of residence is solved. For now, the only thing important to me is having a new place to live; a safe place where my father wouldn’t be able to reach me. “You’re here. What a pleasant surprise." the voice said with a tiniest bit of sarcasm and arrogance but with a hint of mockery too. I felt a light