Loving the Stalker Under my Bed

Chapter 13 – My Hellish Life

Chapter 13 – My Hellish Life

Two Years Ago

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“Ada, hurry up! Pam is all set in here.”

I put down the concealer and brush that I used to cover my bruises. Letting my parents see them is the same as telling Pam that I wanted another session of that terrible bullying. A masochist’s blood never ran in my veins.

Just a few days. I only have to grit my teeth and hold on until graduation. I’ll be eighteen soon and completing high school would be my ticket to escape this hell.

No more indifferent father, a scary stepmother, and the worst half-sister of all time.

Asking for help has been rendered useless for me. I’m not the smartest woman on Earth, but there is no way that I will just shut my mouth and let them treat me as their play toy.

I talked to my teacher about it, but nothing happened. I showed them my scars, but my homeroom teacher just told me that it was not enough to hold my tormentors liable.

I felt like she slapped me in the face after being brushed off like that. Our conversation ended in less than an hour, and I was only told to be a good child and attend my lessons as scheduled.

Stupid system. Teachers are students’ second parents? Hell with that. What kind of parent will say those words after seeing my wounds?

However, bitterness and hopelessness spread all over my body when I hear the same thing from my own parents. I was even told that it was my fault for suffering those things.

Even my own father cussed at me for pointing at my half-sister whom he loves dearly.

It has been a year since that thing happened, making me surrender all hope that any of those rotten adults will help me. I had enough of extending my arms to ask for help.

Escaping this place is much easier than continuously hoping that someone will save me and give me a new life. I don’t want to expect and fail in the end.

Much to my disgust, the bullying escalated even more after my bullies learned of my action. Pam told everyone what happened inside our house and that triggered the anger of my classmates.

They called me shameless for letting the adults into their fun.

I wanted to laugh as much as possible after hearing that I chose to involve the adults in this crime. What a joke. They did not even take a single look at my situation.

None of them would be able to find that involvement in my current situation.

“Coming!” I cut my little self-pity and answered back to my stepmother. She has a short temper when it comes to me, for some obvious reason, and that only means that I can’t do as I wanted in this house.

“What took you so long? Jesus! You are not even pretty to begin with, so a brat like you doesn’t have to waste her time dollying up herself.”

I felt like there was a stone blocking my throat as those words entered my ears.

Talking back is the same as asking for a slap and so I don’t have much of a choice but to accept all her profanities. Just a few days and this will be over.

I saved my allowance and that will be more than enough for me to cover my rent for a few months while looking for a job.

Forget college since I need to prioritize my entry into the adult world.

Nothing could be happier than escaping the grasp of these people. There are times when I want to plan my revenge, but wasting my life over that is not worth it at all.

I’d rather move on and forget about everything.

“I’m sorry, mother.”

Nancy Hertel, Pam’s mother, and my stepmother did not bother to answer back and only kissed her lovely daughter on her forehead. I cringed a little as I witnessed the ever-perfect relationship between these two monsters.

“I’ll see you later, sweetheart. We will shop for your graduation gift later, so better get back home early.”

“Yay. I won’t accept anything else than that designer bag, okay?”

“Of course. You deserve the best.”

Do this when I’m not around, damn it. I’m starting to wonder if this mother-and-daughter combination is truly trying to test my patience with them.

They had a lot of time to talk about this, yet they chose to do it while I was standing right beside them. What a bunch of low lives.

I was only able to breathe a little when Pam and Nancy finally stopped talking and we stepped into the car. My father is a successful businessman letting us live in luxury and, a good life.

What Pam receives might be a lot more than I have, but I can’t just brush off the fact that I am still living in a big house and being fed with the best food.

I’m not some ingrate who wouldn’t feel thankful for the blessings that I received. Even if those blessings mean that I need to bow my head as long as I can.

That fact made me survive this long.

“Hey! …”

The relief that I am savoring came to an end when Pam pulled my hair. The driver did not even say anything when he looked at our situation.

It’s not because he doesn’t want to, but because he can’t.

Telling Pam off is the same as losing his job. The last driver who helped me was accused by Pam of s****l harassment and that gave the man an instant jail time.

This wicked b***h has no tears for other people. What only matters is her own happiness and nothing else.

“… Reserve the date. We have a surprise for you after graduation. Make sure that you will show your face if you don’t want to be dragged out of the street while naked.”

I wanted to curse Pam with all my might, but as usual, I decided to hold it in.

I had experienced more than enough pain to know better that I shouldn’t say anything that would put me in a far worse position. This is not yet the time for that.

“Yes. I’ll be there.”

And all I can hope for now is for everything to end as fast as possible.

Whatever surprise they have for me will soon be over, just like the days that I had with her.