Chapter 2

Flashback

I heard my mom whispering for me to wake up. She shook me slightly and when I sat up, she motioned for me to keep quiet with her index finger pressed on her lips. I looked at her and wondered why she was waking me up in the middle of the night. She looked frightened. She outstretched my left palm and slipped her chain in my palm and closed it with her fingers wrapped around my small hand. I was only seven back then. I couldn’t understand the matter with my mom.

She just kept on repeating that she will be back soon and handed me a small piece of paper with a certain address scribbled on it.

She kissed me on my forehead and started walking backwards while watching me sadly. Even if I was only seven year old, I could tell that my mom was going to cry. She kept looking at me with a longing desire and loving manner. Her eyes were already filled up with tears.

"Mom'', I called her but she did not answer. She adjusted her bag on her right shoulder, turned around and walked out.

I watched with tears as her walking silhouette faded away leaving me alone forever.

End of flashback

That was the last time I saw my mom. I was seven back then and ten years passed by without any sign of my mom returning back home. She was gone and my dad held me responsible for my mom leaving him. He no longer sees me as his little princess. I'm a no body to him.

I brought the chain to my lips and kissed it lightly and smuggled closer to my pillow which was wrapped in my mom’s silky dress. I felt a sickening pain at the bottom of my heart. Other than the chain, this dress belonged to my mom. It was the last cloth that I found in her wardrobe after she left me. I squeezed the pillow tightly and kept breathing in and out to calm myself.

I looked at the clock and saw that it was seven o’clock. One hour left to get ready for school. I slowly made my way to the bathroom which was luckily connected with my bedroom. I don’t think that I am ready to face my dad. I was still sore from the beatings last night. My already healed wounds were bleeding again because of last night. I can’t bear it anymore.

I looked at myself in the mirror and gasped in shock. My face and arms had several cuts and wounds. I closed my eyes and inhaled a long breathe. I can’t cry again. Crying won’t solve my problems. I pushed back the tears threatening to come out and gulped down.

Without wasting another minute, I took a shower, whimpering whenever water came into contact with the old and freshly wounds. I scrubbed a little soap on myself, avoiding the wounds and washed my hair. When I was done, I got ready for school.

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I watched through tearful eyes as everyone laughed at me. I was made a laughing stock since eighth grade when I entered school for my next year in an oversized T-shirt and faded black pants. It was the first time I was abused by my father.

And I couldn’t seem to be able to keep up with my good grades since then. I passed with enough marks and moved to my next year but I would always get a beating from my dad at home for not passing with flying colors.

The popular group bullied me for nothing. I did nothing to them but still I was picked on since then. The reason for it was that I had no dressing sense. This was the reason Alicia told me. She's the most gorgeous girl at school but others say that she is a whore.

The next thing I know is that I fell down, breaking me from my trance. My books were scattered around me. I got on my knees to gather my things but someone pushed me again making me fall back on my butt. I screamed as I felt my bruised wounds making contact with the hard floor. I looked up and saw Alicia. She was towering over me. She began walking around me and looking at me with disgust.

“Oh, look who fell down, a nerd who thinks that she is superior to everyone. A low cast slut. I heard that she sleeps around begging for money from old men to please herself. Tsk tsk tsk. You know that’s really cheap of you.'', Alicia spoke aloud for everyone to hear her. Some of her friends were snickering while some were laughing at me. I couldn’t hold it anymore. I left all my things there and ran away.

But the next thing I know is that Alicia and her fellow friends were running behind me. Someone grabbed me and pushed me in the wall. I screamed and cried for help but no one heard me. No one came to help me. They grabbed my arms harshly and brought me to an empty hallway behind the school compound where no one visited.

“Where the hell do you think you are going? Huh? You were going to complain about us to the principal? Don’t you dare think that you can get rid of us that easily, you bitch.'' Alicia warned and slapped me hard across my left cheek.

“No no, please leave me alone, please.” I begged them to stop bullying me but it was in vain.

“Alex will love to teach you a lesson, right Alex?'' Alicia asked a boy beside her who was smirking evilly at me. I felt an eerie kind of feeling by the way he was looking at me. He came in front of me, grabbed my arms and lifted them above my head. He pushed me into a wall and held on to me.

My eyes widen when I understood what he was about to do. That’s when I lost my senses and began fighting back. I would never let a guy touch me. Never!

“No, leave me.” I screamed with all my might and struggled but his hold on me only tightened and I couldn’t fight back anymore.

Alicia and the others walked away leaving me alone with Alex.