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2024-10-29 19:42:56"Mum you're hurt"
My small voice came out in barely a whisper, he wasn't supposed to hear us."I'm fine muffin" she smiled faintly through her cut and bruised lips.I held her face in my little hands as I stared at my mother's battered and bruised face,her purple swollen eyes, her busted lip, her bruised cheekbones. Through all these she still looked beautiful, her smile was as beautiful as it had always been. The beautiful smile that held a lot of pain behind it. Her smile never faultered, maybe it did but she never showed it . She smiled through it.Through everything,She smiledShe held unto my little wrists pulling my palms to her lips she placed kisses on both of them."I'm fine muffin, I promise"I wrapped my arms around her neck burying my face into her long brown hair. It always smelt like jasmine and roses, it was my safe haven, she was my safe haven. Her trembling arms wrapped around my small body as she nuzzled into my neck and I could have sworn I heard a whimper escape her lips but it was gone as soon as it came. I held unto that moment, that little moment of peace in my life of hell. I held unto that moment for the rest of my life, I cherished that hug but little did I know that it was going to be the last time I ever felt her warmth again.....I sat on the same couch, the same couch i'd sit on 14 years ago every single night. The memories hit like nostalgia. I'd sit on this couch trying my best to nurse my father's punching bag back to health. It killed me every single day to see the woman I loved,The woman that gave me everything,The woman that taught me everythingBe beaten and violated like a piece of shit. Her screams would echo through the house, her agonising groans would give me constant reoccurring night mares. And when it was all over I tried the best I could,The best a 7 year old could do.But I wasn't enoughNothing I did was enough and at the end it was of no use, she had suffered enoughEvery day I'd ask myself one question.Why?Why didn't she just leave?Why didn't she just run away from his abuses, but no, she stayed back and because of what?And then I look at the reason every single day in the mirror. I hate the reason, this one, worthless reason took my mother away from me.I wasn't worth itI never was. I was never worth all the hours of suffering she would go through, I was never worth any of the things she went through. But yet she endured them, with a smile on her face.Her smile that was forever etched in my memory, for better or for worse. Her smile haunted me, sometimes it was my source of strength. She was and still is, what she stood for wasn't worth it. It killed her at the end.I killed her.It was all my faultMine and no one else's.My fault, but she never made me feel like the burden I was. She was too good, too good for the life she was subjected to, to good for the asshole she married, too good for any of this, too good for me. It was all my fault and it still is...Related chapters
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I paid the taxi driver and stepped out, coming face to face with a tall sky scrapper that looked like it had a 100 floors within it. I gulped down hard remembering I forgot to be nervous this morning when I was getting ready. Against my better judgement I had decided to come to the address that was under the card handed to me by the man with hazel eyes. I didn't even know his name! Was this a bad idea? I really needed the money after all and what could possibly go wrong? I pushed away all the negative and possibly logical thoughts about this away as I clasped my hands tightly on the hand of my bag and walked in through the revolving doors of the sky scrapper. Immediately I stepped inside I was hit with a cool and subtle aura"Good morning miss, i was given this card?"I approached the woman I had spotted behind a table. She looked neat with her white, wrinkle free shirt and her black penciled skirt, she had her hair packed in a tight bun. When she finally looked up from her comp
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I could feel his eyes on me as I set down his plate, not once meeting his gaze. It wasn't the first time I was going to have to pretend like I was a clueless and tender girl. It was what men like him needed, behaving the way I did made sure men like him kept coming back to eat here. I finally met his gaze, sending him a small smile before walking away with an added sway in my hips. ______________I walked down the dark and lonely alley with my duffle bag hanging loosely behind me. I had shed some more tears walking down memory lane, from the first day I started working here till now, my experience would have been more cherished if I had made some friends. But I wasn't exactly the social butterfly, I only spoke to people I needed to and no one else. I sighed as reality came tumbling down like a pile of bricks. I needed to find a new job. It was going to be very hard to find a job in this over populated city, especially one that pays well enough to help with my bills. I kept my eyes
Property of Mr. Black ~Chapter 1- LAST customer
"I'm sorry Jasmine, but we're going to have to let you go" my boss's deep voice echoed through his office. The 57 year old American turned around slowly revealing the black and white suit he normally wore as the restaurant's owner.He was probably expecting something other than my tear stained cheeks, considering the way his eyes widened once they settled on my glassy ones. What was I supposed to do really? He just fired me from a job I'd been working for 7 months now. Yes, being a waiteress at a 5 star restaurant won't be the ideal job but I loved it. I loved the quiet and peaceful nature of serving top class customers, although I preffered not having to deal with bitchy ladies that behaved like they owned the restaurant. My fake smile only boosted their enormous egos. This job did have it's ups and downs but I didn't hate it enough to want to loose it! "I'm really sorry Jasmine" he apologised with a pained face, he came up to me and held unto my shoulders avoiding any form of ey
