Chapter 6
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Natalie,
I staggered back when I saw her advance on me and her hand raised up in the air, planning to slap me.
And even though that hand was frozen in the air, I shivered in fear when the bad memories assaulted me.
My mom left us when I was six, even though I can’t call those years she had spent with us were something.
The woman has never treated me like her daughter. She neglected me as far as I can remember.
And she didn’t let any chance pass without her telling me how much she hated me and how much I have ruined her perfect life.
Mom was the queen of her high school, and she and my father were a powerful couple.
Both came from rich families and both already planned their entire life together.
But I guess they have never thought of having me when they were barely eighteen.
But s**t happened and mom got pregnant with me. Her first thought was to get rid of me and because my father loved her, he gave her the choice. It was her body, after all.
But then my grandfather from my mom’s side discovered the situation and interfered.
He first forbade my mother from getting an abortion, then he started the preparations for the couple to tie the knot.
Yes, they were young, and yes, a baby in the picture doesn’t mean they have to marry.
But the old man was so sick, and my mom was his only child. He was over the moon to see his grandchild before he died.
And because Naomi’s family was filthy rich and because my dad’s family saw an opportunity in this union, they went through with it.
But this was the thing that changed my mom forever, or at least this is what she kept on telling mom.
‘You are my biggest mistake.’
‘I wish I just strangled you in your sleep.’
‘You are the reason the love I had for your father died.’
‘You are a curse that was brought into my damn life. I hate you.’
These were the words I used to hear since the day I began to understand speech.
And if the verbal abuse was the only thing I might have forgiven her at some point, but my mom used to hit me as well.
In the beginning, she used to hit me in some places no one could see, or my dad at least.
Then when she started to drink, she just didn’t care anymore, and her abuse toward me progressed.
Until one day my father came back from work when I was six and heard me scream and cry as I begged mom to stop.
But that night she had drunk a lot, and she was planning on killing me.
She stood in front of me with a sharp knife in her hand, her eyes crazy and she stank of alcohol.
I was shaking in a corner of my room and just tried to cry for her to stop, but doing this drove her crazy.
And when I thought that I was going to die, dad interfered at the last moment and he had scars on his chest to prove it.
After that night, the small thread this family was hanging with broke, and mom dropped to the floor and asked dad to choose.
She was shocked when he just collected me in his arms and we walked out of my room to his.
She called his name, cried, screamed, and wailed, but he just ignored her, preferring to take care of me.
I remember that I cried in his arms and asked him to forgive me and just not leave me alone.
That was the first time I have seen my father cry and when Naomi saw all of that, she began to shake in anger or pain. I wasn’t sure.
But then he asked her to leave and told her that they were over. She just cursed me and threw some hateful words at me before she left, and we never saw her again.
My poor grandfather passed away soon after when dad told him the truth.
“I’m f*****g talking to you.”
Naomi snarled, and I was brought back to the present and again flinched because this time she slapped me.
I put my hand on my flaming and aching cheek but glared at her. I’m not that little girl anymore.
“Step aside and stay the f**k away from me. This will be the last time you will ever hurt me ever again. MOVE.”
She c****d a brow at me, then chuckled sourly while she put her hands on her curvy hips.
“I see that David wasn’t able to fix that b***h attitude of yours.”
She said sarcastically, but I saw the fleeting glint in her eyes. She was planning on hitting me again. I must leave.
“It takes a b***h to know another, isn’t it, Naomi? Besides, if you are so afraid that I might steal your man, then you need to up your game, or did you force the poor soul to marry you?”
I asked her, then I pushed her to the side, trying to run away from her.
I felt the walls close around me and I almost felt myself hyperventilate.
It has been years, and I have never thought that talking to her would make me feel like this again.
But of course, the b***h would never leave me be. She has been so competitive, and she always wanted her word to be the last.
“You have stolen a man I loved from me once before, so I will never let this happen again. This might be a business transaction, but I promise you by the time we get married, he will fall in love with me. f*****g god, I’m so happy that I made sure to never have kids ever again. I don’t want to repeat my younger self’s mistakes.”
She said after pushing me harshly against the bathroom door and I guess she was planning to do more.
But we heard a knock and the b***h let me go and I didn’t waste the chance. I just ran away and left the entire building.
I ran in the streets and when I almost facepalmed the pavement twice; I took off my heels and ran to the park that suddenly appeared in front of me.
I looked around me trying to know or figure out where I was, but I failed so I just dropped onto the wet grass and began to breathe harshly.
Fucking demon b***h, why does she have to treat me like this? I’m her only damn daughter, her flesh and blood, for goodness’ sake.
I tried to calm myself down and when it felt like impossible, I just opened my small clutch and searched for my special cigarette.
My hands shook as I put it between my lips and tried to light it, but after several tries, I managed to do it.
I dropped to my back and stared at the clear sky as I smoked my weed and closed my eyes in relief when I felt the weeds kick in.
Fuck Naomi and f**k her s**t. I have planned to just never see Derek again and forget about him, but f**k her.
Now I will just keep f*****g him until she discovered this taboo relationship.
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