How I became the Queen

Chapter 1 How do I start to share my story without destroying other life's in the process? You see I have been through hell and back , I have grown through the pain these people have put me through and I have become their Queen Mariela Loeza Gutierrez so there is not much they can do to me now.   Let's go back to the beginning, 1881 Rose : POV “I don't want to get married, I am only 16 years old mom” I am sitting on my hay bed listening to my mom telling me I have to marry this guy i have only seen a few times.  They come from a more wealthy family and my family just lives in a shack. Just imagine metal sheets put together.  I am the second oldest of 6 kids. My older brother was sent to college to get a better job to help our family but once he got his degree he left for another country and only sends money once in a while. Most of the time we don't eat, we live off beans and chickens I steal from other farms. I have been working since I was 10 years old helping my mom support my siblings and me. My dad and mom are not together no more so it's up to me.  And here we are being offered to another family so I can get married to one of their sons for money. “Rose!!!  Are you listening to me?” my mom is asking  “ Yes, I am , but still why me ?” I am just staring looking at my mom with a death glare  “But mom I am ok with working for our family I am not like Alec I won’t leave you guys” “Rose I know you don’t want to but it must be done. They are willing to pay a lot of money that will help me with your siblings and you don’t have to work in the lemon plantation anymore. You`ll just have to do house work for them and bare children for their son.  I don’t want you to work for us for the rest of you life ....you will be taken care of and that's what I want for you” Now I am thinking maybe I should get married , they will have way more resources for my family and my younger siblings can come over and I can feed them. But it’s a loveless marriage. Will this even work?  1884 “You b***h why did you leave the house?” My husband yelling at me while I walked through the door holding our one year old son and groceries.  I knew what's going to happen next so I had a few seconds to set my son down and the groceries on the floor. As soon as I sat my son down I felt it , his smacking  the back of my head, punching me in the stomach only leaving bruises where they can’t be seen.  This has been my life for the past years. I will just leave to get food and he gets mad because I did not ask for permission , I took too long , or he made it home before I did .Well he really looked for any excuse to hit me ...more like beat me.  “Gill I am sorry there was no food for the baby I had to go, please!!!!! Stop!!!”  laying on the floor holding my head with my hands to protect my head, knees to my stomach to protect it while he's kicking me. I am trying to see what my son is doing while he is hitting me and see his little face crying under the table in the living room.  “Gill the baby is crying”  he stopped to look where is at, he went to him and grabbed our son. While I lay on the floor in pain. “I am taking my son to my mothers for a few days , don’t try to pick him up or tell my mother any of these or i'll make sure you’ll never see him again” I watch him grab the baby bag and the food I just got walking towards the front door.  “Gill please I am sorry , I won’t do it again please!!!!! Bringing back my son !!!!!” I am crawling on the floor trying to reach for Gill's legs to stop him. He turns around and snakes me in the face.  “Oh sweet wife keep it down, we don’t want the neighbors to know what's going on in the house hmmm?” His voice sounds nothing but menacying  and deadly .I stay quiet and look at him with a death glare even if i can’t get up or hurt him my eyes will show how I feel for him. “Now that we have an understanding like i said i will be taking my son to my mother mmmm let's say 45 days ?”  I look at him in shock , no way my mother in law will keep him that long but my son is her first and only grandchild she will most likely keep him without argument .  “No , please don’t I’ll do anything , please anything you like, don’t take my son from me” I am still on the floor dragging myself so I can sit on a chair. He's looking at me with a smirk on his face . oh no i don’t like this but I would do anything for my son like I married his crazy man for my family when I  was 16 years old. I manage to get myself up on a chair in the living room facing him . “Ok Rose I have a few ideas , one you will go to the main house and do everyone's laundry i'll tell you when you stop. Then you will cook breakfast, lunch and dinner for everyone and lastly but the best one I think you will be giving yourself willingly to me and bare as many children as I desire …. What do you say my sweet wife?” I look at him lost , I can’t do this especially the last one, there is no escaping this.  I told my mother the first time he hit me and she said “just do as he saids and everything will be fine, we all have to make sacrifices. That day I found out my father did the same to my mom  saying it's a normal thing to happen. I might have been young when I got married but I know it was wrong. I can't run away, no one is willing to take me in. I tried so many times no one is willing to go threw his family   “Well what will it be, my sweet sweet wife?”looking at him , I close my eyes, breathe in deep open my eyes, and look at my little boy in his arms.  I wesper “Yes” While he is holding my son he smacks me. “ I CAN’T HEAR YOU!!!!”  “Y...yes , I… I agree to your terms'' put my head down in shame like I said before I'll do anything to keep my son