Chapter 15
Aimee POV
I heard my mother with her men, they're having s*x in the other room, and even the thought of what my mother does with those men disgust me. I'm thankful to get a little rest from these nasty men and that wicked woman that is supposed to be my mother. I can't help but wish for death; it would be easier than waiting to be tortured again and again. I just want it all to be over and done with. I don't know what to think of the guy, Zachary, but maybe I'd been safer with him. I know I should not trust him or feel affection for him, but if I am honest, I do. I don't know what to think or feel; I am confused and don't know if I can trust my heart that tells me; Zachary would never hurt me. But mostly, my brain overrides those feelings and says, I'm f****d in whatever scena
