WRECKED CHILDHOOD.
1304 Words
However, my mother never changed.
I was tagged as the daughter of a prostitute.
Everywhere I went, fingers were always pointing at me.
Gossip spread like wildfire around the neighborhood.
Many women have barged into our home to fight my mother for taking their husbands and money off them.
I wanted to disappear and bury myself until the depth of the earth.
From that day on, I became terrified to come outside whenever I wanted. It was a complete disgrace for me to face and people avoided me a lot.
At school, it was the worst.
The wives of those men my mother often sleep with, send their children to beat me up at school, just to cause my mother's pain.
My mother ruined my childhood.
I suffered for years because of my mother and her useless lifestyle.
That’s why I hate her so much and wished to the heavens, she wasn’t my mother.
Yet, I was waiting for the time I would be eighteen, then I would finally pack out of this house and be gone for good.
I just can’t wait for that to happen, and for whatever family she was trying to create, let her live in it and suck it up, and don’t involve me in it.
A few weeks passed, and we were hardly seeing each other even though my mother tried to make us talk to each other.
But I kept avoiding her and the jerk, making sure I stayed far away from them.
My mother's efforts to bring us together only fueled my anger towards her and her idea of a happy family seemed unrealistic..
I guess she didn’t want her husband to think we weren’t getting along because of all the lies she’s been telling him.
I can't get along with this guy. Well, what shocked me the most was how he acted calm even though my mother was trying to bring us together..
He was a high school student. And I wondered what sort of school accepts kids with tattoos.
He must have been wearing a jacket to cover everything up.
Come to think of it.
Graduating from high school will be amazing because it means I can finally leave home and have the freedom to pursue my dreams..
Whenever I see him coming back from school, he seems so tired and even goes straight to the kitchen to prepare some food for himself.
He seemed so quiet and observed doing things for himself.
So, he does know how to cook.
Only the heavens know what it will taste like.
Guess it will be so awful.
What a kitchen boy?
Isn’t he bothered that he has been living in this house since the moment his father married my mother?
Or are they married? I don’t know, since I never come outside my room or attend any of the occasions.
How does he even cope with all this? Living in a home that isn't yours?
Not my business.
I wanted milk and waited until everyone was in their rooms.
I hoped I wouldn't see or hear anyone, especially my mother, during sex..
Why was it today of all days that they had to stay at home anyway and this was so disturbing?
As soon as I got to the kitchen, yawning, what I saw startled me and I almost dropped my glass on the floor.
What in the world was going on here?
Scarlet.
When did she come to my house and what was she doing with this jerk?
My best friend, Scarlet, was sitting down on the counter, with her legs wrapped around my stepbrother’s waist and was kissing him on the neck.
His hand went to her breast and squeezed it, and the both of them started moaning out loud.
Are they insane?
“What the f**k are the both of you doing?’ I shouted, and they seemed shocked because of my reaction.
My step brother whom I knew nothing of his name just sighed and rolled his eyes at me.
Scarlet came down from the counter and rapidly fixed her skirt and the top she was wearing, including her hair.
“Hi, Ivy.’ She nervously said out of embarrassment and sauntered towards me.
“Don’t “Hi” me, what are you doing with him? He is my step brother,’ I furiously asked.
“Come on, I was just trying to get to know him,’ she replied and avoided my eyes, snickering.
“Get to know him,’ I scoffed. “Can you hear yourself? You know he’s related to me, right? And you want to get to know him. What is wrong with you Scarlet? Couldn’t you have found someone else to play with? Are you insane?”
“Please stop it, Ivy. I know who he is, and that’s why I agreed to date him and he’s my boyfriend.’
“What...Your what, boyfriend? You mean, him,’ I pointed at him.
“Yes, him. He’s my boyfriend and I know that. He’s your STEP BROTHER and besides, everyone knows who he is to your Mom. What’s the big deal here?’
“And you wanted to do nonsense with him and you came here with him because you know who he is.’
“Look, it’s not what you think. I came to see you at first and then I discovered he lives here with you, too. So, I came here, and we just got caught up in the moment,’ she shrugged her shoulders at me.
“Got caught up in the moment, huh?’ I nodded.
I couldn’t believe this. I just left school for a while and this was happening. How did they meet?
School?
Wait a second.
“Are you attending the school I go to?’ I asked, and he just chuckled.
“Yes, he goes to our school." She admitted and her eyes widened. "Wait, you didn’t know that he attends our school?' she was also surprised, and I was stunned about it.
What the f**k? He goes to my school too?
How come, I didn’t notice it at all.
But he was always wearing something different though.
If I should mention that, right now, he will know that I gaze at him whenever he goes to school.
What a dumbhead.
Scarlet and I had been best friends for the past ten years and we’ve been so close and we do everything together.
I like my privacy and whenever I want it, she gives it to me and leaves me alone for a while.
We both respect our boundaries.
I retired from school for a while, because I wasn’t feeling well from the bullying and I wanted to be alone and get my head straight.
Pretty weird, right?
Now, my stupid best friend is dating this i***t, who doesn’t even know what he is doing at all and she could be already falling in love with such a loser.
I don’t give a f**k about him or how many girls he sleeps with, but he shouldn’t mess with my best friend, because I won’t take it likely with him.
I will deal with him, and he will regret knowing me and staying here with me.
He is such a fool or maybe I should call Scarlet a fool instead for letting someone get into her.
“Yeah, he really goes to my school,’ I nodded with a sneaky smile and grabbed Scarlet’s hand and dragged her towards me to stand by my side and walked up to him, ignoring Scarlet and facing him.
"Wait, Ivy.'
He was putting on this stupid grin on his face and folded his arms on his chest and winked at me, but I ignored him.
“Stay away from my best friend. Stay the f**k away from her,’ I said and stared at him, face to face.
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