5 Chapter 5

Rose POV

" Ah" I groaned with pain, I can't even feel my body, it is all numb because of yesterday's hell beatings from that prick of a father of mine. I keep on asking myself everyday if he is doing this just because he hates me this much or because I gave birth out of wedlock or because I am a burden to him and that I am not his real daughter.

It wasn't my fault was it?

Because of his odd behaviour of drinking and gambling he forced himself to put me as a bet so that he could drink more and get more drugs ,He used to tell me that I was his best happiness and little girl he's ever wanted in his life when mom was still alive but after she died ,I became his slave ,his punching bag and more he loathed me .

I tried my level best staying away from him and his business but he kept on dragging me on his mess and I had no choice but to follow and listen .I had no one in this world except him ,I expected him to be my role model but he ruined me and broke me, I tried being strong but still I am weak because I am alone depressed and I kept on thinking about suicide but I couldn't do it ,he will sell her (my bundle of joy) those were my thoughts and I knew he would not hesitate to do it, my sweet little daughter .She is the reason I am still strong although I first didn't want her but the day I gave birth to her and saw her beautiful grey eyes with a perfect cute face ,I promised myself to protect her and love her forever .

Practically I have been hiding her from my father and I am glad that he finishes his anger on me when he comes back at home and not finding my daughter and pushes his anger to her. I want to leave this place because it's more than hell. I always wake up early,do the house chores,make sure every inch of this house is well cleaned ,cooking and when I am done with all of that I am a mess and exausted and the remaining time it's for my beautiful daughter and I . I love her so much and she is my life and my strength and I would do anything to protect her from this rough situation I am in and i will make sure that I will get her out of here at any cost or means.

I was passing by going to the market and I saw this young teenage boy who was young and very calm with himself and his surroundings ,His gentleness and warmness we're seen by how he is accommodated with his day dreamings and his stressed mind .I kept my attention to him and wanted to Know more about him ,I wanted to share my grief with this boy because I was not an adult myself ,I was just a teenager with a baby but I do not regret having my baby . " Instantly I was attracted to him but I couldn't look at him in the eyes because I know no one would want to talk to what they called me a slut" and it hurts how other people address me but I have no choice but to endure an raise my head up and walk confidently on the crowds so many people with my baby in my hands.

I didn't want to be who I am being weak and fragile ,but because of my pathetic father I have to endure the humiliation which he was causing in me , "my poor heart" I don't know when it can get peace . My heart aches every moment of my life and I can't even share with some one how it rips my soul apart by keeping every single thought and evil things happening to me by myself. I once tried to escape and he found me and it was worse than being alive ."That day he connected his fists to my body and he beat me black and blue and not only that he peeled my abdomen's upper skin and my two lad's skin" .I was in pain for more than two weeks and my wounds were open and I didn't get any help from any one but then I am thankful that I survived .

After shopping for the glossaries ,I went straight back to my father's place and prepared his meal .I was in my own thoughts that i couldn't even hear my baby crying.I snapped out of my daze and cooing her and gave her some milk and soon she drift to sleep , after an hour I prepared the table and went to my room I saw some unfinished hand sewed clothes and getting myself busy making my daughter some cute onsies and sweaters with a complete silence driven on my thoughts.

After two hours ....

I heard my baby crying she is two but malnourished, I snapped out of my thoughts and carry her ,I named her "Amelia" after my sweet mother and how I wished she were here seeing her granddaughter because I know she would love her even if she didn't have a father, so I took her to the bathroom bathed her and changed her and went to feed her .She was only two and was so tiny and cute too .I couldn't help but smile at her when she was blabbering with her baby talk and cling me mama each and eveeytime , I couldn't understand why she didn't talk although being two years .

Suddenly I heard the front door open and a familiar voice .I composed myself and opened the door slightly .what I saw made my heart skip a beat and just like that I took Amelia to the room and left her on bed ..I followed the voice and heard some faint talks "when I finally give her to you ,you will give me the fixed amount we agreed and you will get that bitch and do to her anything you please as long as I get the cash and " about her doll "

I ll find her the best customers and I 'll be at peace with no burden.

I slipped on the corner of the ground and hold my breath while sobbing quietly and in a moment I had the energy of getting up and went to my room collect my baby and find a way and run but where would I go? I know nobody in this world except my step father but I' ll find a way for my daughter to survive and I ll take her far away from the evil father of mine,

And just like that I waited for the mid night and I took my baby and escaped with no trace " maybe that is what I thought "