From what everyone else seen we got into a crash and Ackermans body was nowhere, only a puddle of blood sat in the driver seat. I just wondered where the whole crash thing came from. Anyways that was 2 days ago I'm fine as of now and finally back home. Buuttt I'm not allowed to go to school.  I get a week off for two reasons: 1. The meds im on have strong side effects 2. Doctors orders !
       I wouldn't say I'm traumatized after being taken advantage of, just very scared. I mean I didn't do anything wrong to be treated in such a way.  I'm very nice and sad to say Naive. It may sound strange but I thought me and Ackerman were friends......guess you can't call everyone your friend yeah ?
         I turned on my TV and changed the channel to teen nick, I'm sorry but its after 10 and scary commercials come on around this time. I'm just not here for it. What I've seen you'd think I wouldn't be afraid of some fake movie. As soon as I thought of that experience a cold breeze blew through my room and I shivered.
       I've got to get some sleep, Old navy has a 50% off sale on their jeans and I will be there. As I watched the TV my eyes got heavy and I let sleep engulf me in its blankets.

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       I was awoken by rain pouring through my bedroom window I'd forgotten to close. I scurried to close it but it wouldn't close. I put a bit more elbow grease into it and still nothing. I groaned irritably as I cursed in whisper. But something caught my eye as I did so, a weird figure stood in the rain facing my house. Then it vanished.........Mhm......Mhm.....Debating on moving at this point

       I yanked my curtains closed and went to lay down. Quickly I turned the TV back on and just as I started getting comfortable my Mother figure bursts into the room.
       "Baby I've got to go, your uncle is in the hospital" She said frantically while looking through her knockoff Michael Kors bag.
       "Which one" I asked already knowing the anwser
       "Joe" we both said together
       I waved her off with a dry bye and she smacked those crusty ass lips of hers and walked off. I shrugged and layed down, not to sleep just to think. About what I've been through. I dont have it the worst but its bad, it's messing with me mentally and physically. I feel weak.
       All my life I've been taken advantage of ie rape, Molested, and sold at one point in my life. My "Mother" still cares for these people who've done this to and I question if she even cares. The people who did it to me are all family which makes it even worst.
      I teared up and smiled a bit as I thought of my Daddy
       My Dad was the first and only person who spotted and ended it. He was the best thing to ever exist, after he found out he said no words just whooped their asses. He listened to me, checked on me, and tried his best to teach me what he could with the little time he had left. He was diagnosed with aggressive cancer, doctors didn't know how much time he had left........
       My smile dropped, the feeling I had. It had felt like someone ripped half my heart out and threw it to the ground.
       I spent every hour I could with him,  he urged me to go to school. Truth is I was scared. I was scared I would go to school come back and he'd be gone. He knew I was scared and he was the only person who got me through it. Even in his time of need he worried more about me rather than himself. He was my bestfriend and my Dad.
       And that was 4 years ago and that's the last time I've felt any affection. I looked down at my tear soaked pillow and shook my head.
       "I love you Daddy" I whispered as a cold breeze blew through and made me shiver.
       An arm wrapped around me, but nothing was there. I froze in place as I reached behind me, but nothing lay there.
       "It's okay I'm here" an all to familiar voice spoke into my ear.
       Tears swelled in my eyes as memories started flooding back. My once empty heart opened up and let the fluorescent lights of love flood into it. The dusty chains I'd had over it dropped and shattered, to never return again.
       "Daddy" I broke down "I miss you" I said in between the breaths I took during my ugly cry.
      "I know son, I miss you too. Go to sleep, I'll be here when you wake up" he spoke smoothly into my ear.
        "You promise ?" I asked as I started to fall asleep.
       There was a long silence as I finally fell completely to sleep.

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       "Daddy" I yelled as I shot up from my sleep......but No response
      I looked around disappointed but I still had hope that he'd show again. I had never called out for him or anything ,he just came and talked to me. He still cares.
       I got out of bed a bit sore but I pushed through to the bathroom so I could shower. I turned the water on and stripped down. I hopped in and literally died as the water hit my ass, I shot out the shower and rubbed my rear end. I brung my fingers up and seen red, I stared confused for a bit until I decided to examine my ass. After trying to get a Angle in the mirror I finally got one to examine and my mouth dropped.
       "What the hell" I whispered. I had claw like marks on both cheeks that went down to my thighs.Then wandered up my body and seen a trail of hickeys from my navel to my neck. I stared in shock.
       I didn't even do anything sexual for anybody to leave these marks on me. And even so where did the claw marks come from.
       I then turned the water off and settled for a birdy bath......don't judge. This crap hurts.
       After my little hoe bath I got a text from my "Mother"
"Mother 🖕"- He's gone
Me - good ! HA.
I giggled as I pressed send
"Mother 🖕"- wow, why so harsh. Show some respect 😷
I rolled my eyes as I ignored her text, then she sent another one.
"Mother 🖕"- Anyways his adopted son will be living in our home so open the door for him
Me- K sis
"Mother 🖕"- I've got to work, I love you.
       When she said those three words I felt so awkward. I haven't felt love since my Dad was alive.

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       I realized I'd missed the one day sale at Old navy and I'm so upset with life. His son came by and got situated. As soon as he came in, it got very eerie. There was a consistent stillness in the air as he came in and out with his boxes and bags. He was sort of intimidating.
       "Hey excuse me, what's your name" I put my hand on his arm as he walked by and he completely froze.
       I got scared as hell as a pair of familiar black eyes looked at me and shrugged

       I gave him a confused look as he continued his walk up the stairs. I obviously followed.
       "So you dont have one or.." I trailed off as he dropped his box and groaned something deadly. A picture of me and my Dad fell.
       "Your consistency is so annoying, shut up" he then started walking outside but I remembered he dropped his box so I called out to him
      "Hey you left your bo..." But it was gone, I could've sworn he had a box.
       After our encounter I rubbed my neck where the 3 day old bandage lay. I'd forgotten about it to be completely  honest.  I went into the bathroom to see the horrid burn Mark I'd have to live with. But there wasnt one, it was a heart shaped Mark. It had swollen up a bit, but it looked like that's how it would be forever.
       As I examined it he walked by and stopped to stare at me. His eyes were no longer a black color but a warm hazel color. He smirked at me and walked into his new room quietly shutting the door.

I'm actually enjoying conjuring up ideas for this.
I feel as if I'm doing a decent job so idcidcidcidc
I dont like this chapter much either.