Semua Bab A TROUBLED SURVIVOR, A TREANDING DESIRE : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Maxine’s P.O.V I tossed and turned trying slumber to embrace my godforsaken body but it wouldn't let me. Grumbling I urged myself to sleep but it was no use. The thoughts buried down my mind were haunting me the same way I needed sleep to take me. Away from the feelings that were evoked with every thought that popped up. ‘What does one have to do to avoid such void, Lord if it is a sin please forgive me for I have no heart nor strength to stop this feeling’ I pleaded as I thought to myself sighing. Thinking about that day made my toes curl. I laughed silently as I went down memory lane. ‘My mother is going to skin me alive if she finds out’. I laughed silently ignoring the pang of pain that was trying to engulf me. I mean that woman hated seeing me happy. 'Wait! What if this is not true’ the words uttered to me like sirens. What if they were none other than a plan to destroy my life? ‘My mother would be happy s

SEVEN MONTHS LATER AFTER MY FATHER'S DISSAPEARANCE.... It had been a month since Michael moved in with us. He wasn't the father I had hoped for but he was loving; so I thought. I had been in my room playing alone as usual. It had been a routine I was used to, something I was comfortable with other than my mother constantly cursing and ignoring me like I was a disease. Sometimes I would lay down facing the roof, looking up at the stars my father painted for me on my room ceiling, wondering why he really he left us. I would sometimes think it was my fault but remembering my father's words like it was yesterday giving me hope, and I was able to ignore what my mother’s rants about me being the home wrecker. I laid there thinking about my mother’s words and the misery I was facing. "It is your fault your father left me" my mother would say furiously. "Her", it was all "her" what about me! Wasn’t I part of the family, I mean he left me too! Michael

PRESENT DAY.... "Could this day life get any better" I muttered to myself waiting for slumber to take me. I sat up. Huffing I looked around. I needed something that could distract my mind. The emotions I was going through were too heavy on me. I wanted to curl up and die, a day just so I forget. Instead, my mind went on a race of its own.                                 I’m troubled.                                 Can you tell?                               I hide it so well,                       I smile my mind run miles,        

I punched him on his stomach again and his side face so fast he didn't get the chance to fathom what was happening. All the time when I was hitting him I didn't say anything; it was like everything stood still. It was like I was doing a task I was supposed to do with no time left but with care and deadline. I was calm but fierce, and it scared Michael to the core but he was still fighting to get a chance to pounce on me back. Sadly, it didn't happen. And yes I still had him held up like and dangling mice. He showed loathing that it seemed like nothing was hurting me anymore, I could sense his agitation. He tried hitting me but it was like he was hitting a punching bag, like literary I couldn’t feel a thing, I just saw him wincing at his hand it might have broken or something. I looked at him dead in the eyes, I felt his soul being threatened like he was scared of death, he shivered. Unaware and unsatisfied I tossed him like an exercise book across the

I rushed into the shower, took a bath and was out in ten minutes. I gave myself one last look in the mirror, and was pleased with myself.'Well my panic of school must have calmed me down' I looked at my eyes that were back to normal.‘Call it whatever you want Maya’ my inner self chimed out of nowhere.‘Shut up!’ I demanded a bit harshly."Oh my.... did you bath?" Andrea startled me whistle leaning on my bed."Jesus! Andy!......what are you doing here" jumping with hysteria I questioned. Deciding to ignore her presence I moved about dressing up like a crazy child ready for a day out at the fun fair, whiles pacing around the room gathering my things for school. I ignored her presence and finished all I needed to do.My sister looked at me like I was crazy.'What is up with her?' she pondered as she studied me, and checking the time on her phone.‘You know we are tied together right!’&