The Beautiful Lie

After weeks of preparation and therapy to get me ready for me to live on my own my mother was still like a mother goose and wouldnt let me roll myself out of the room because she didnt want me to hurt myself. My father for once raised his voice to her when we reached the door way, "Rosa Madeline Franco! how is our daughter going to learn how to do this on her own if you wont allow her to do it herself?!" my mother looked at him shocked that he raised his voice to her for the first time and she wasnt able to respond with a whitty comeback for it, my mouth gaped open as i whitnessed the first day my mother was speechless for once and actually allowed me to do something on my own without pestering me every second for her to do it for me. It was such a freeing moment for me till my mother had to drive me to my new house, I was not too happy about that but till I was retaught how to drive without being able to use my legs I had no other choice. My father told me that he left me more than e

Content warning: Mentioned death/illness of a parent, sexual/verbal harassment's, violence, crime and language use.36 hours....it has been 36 hours since I was able to lay down, I look around to see myself sitting in my wheelchair staring at the door to my room in the secured house... I hear my father coming to the room and my stomach starts to feel sickly as I hear my father laughing. My body starts to tremble as he unlocks the door, looking around for something to protect myself with but found nothing I go to move my hands to roll myself away from the center of the room when I notice that I was bolted down with chains that were bolted to the floor for stability; I could hear my father talking to someone outside the door saying that there wont be another chance like this once I was up and walking around, my eyes fill with tears as I tell myself that this is all a dream...the door opens and my father calls out to me almost taunting me "Hey kiddo someone is here to visit you for a whil

I can feel my heart racing as we run through the jungle to escape from the man trying to kill us! How could this have happened to me??????? I looked around for an escape......' Esrath: "Wow her acting is so lame!" Mother: "It is not lame, its good and I am on the edge of my seat to see what will happen next! Now zip it and let me watch my movie!" I sigh and look at the movie she was watching then back at her to say something to her and see her wording each line, rolling my eyes I get off the bed as I head to the kitchen to get me a snack. José was at work and I go to text him but no answer, was he freaked out with what I told him that night? Man was I stupid 3 days ago; I sigh and look through the fridge to get a snack but nothing looked good so feeling defeated for the third time today I close the fridge door and turn to the living room when I see that José was already home but sleeping on the couch...my heart hurt to see that he was sleeping on the couch and not our bed. Esr

My heart felt heavy and my body was shaking as my chest felt tight at the words that he said to me that night, I had not spoken to him since due to the information that was finally brought forward to my attention. I felt anger and betrayal from the man I chose to put my trust in; my trust was now dissipating from all the lies he had held behind my back, though I wanted to always be near him because I longed for his tough my heart and mind were at war constantly over whether or not I should trust him again. He called all the time to try to speak to me and I ended up turning my phone off to have some silence for one, I was so angry that he held so much information to himself and didn't bother to even tell me what was going on and why he was really there to help me escape. I felt nasty and betrayed and my heart that had held hatred for my father cried for him because I realized my father was trying to protect me from the guy I was escaping with; my mother remained silent after that inf

After everything was said and done was I even able to accept that my mother had once had me violated to save her ass? Or did I need to see that my mother had not changed from that side of her because she was using me and Jose as shelter from those who were after her still while my father was left out in the open having to defend himself against the Mafia and the Boss of said Mafia's wrath that my mother unleashed by running away rather than paying them back to protect not only me but my father who was only trying to free me that night? Had I known the full truth I would have taken my father with me not my mother, I let out a deep sigh of much-needed relief as I rubbed my temples to control the migraine I just earned from overthinking everything, my brain was in need of some relaxation time and I intended to give it the food it desired. However, the maid was not given the memo of vacation leave to spend time with her family as I was no longer needing her services till my fiance would re