Chapter 25: Past

My name is Alexandria but I like to be called Alex. My life isn't so great but I know if I'm positive something good might just happen. My family is broken to the point I am too, I never knew my dad but from mother's constant reminder I figured out he left. Before I was born my mom cheated on him and got pregnant with me. When he found out he left right away and married some other woman that he already had 2 kids with. It turns out both my parents hated each other, but my dad was rich and mother blamed me for her loss of money. We became broke and she would beat me constantly to vent out her anger. Even though my home life wasn't peaceful I would always smile at school hoping for something normal. My hopes though were crushed when jealous girls would make fun of me for seducing any man that comes into view. Nothing got to me though because no matter how small I still had a spark of hope that something grand would happen.

By the time I was 14 I was mentally and physically abused. I could handle what ever was thrown at me but not this time. One day on my way home I was approached by a group of girls who pretended that they wanted to be my friends and invited me to one of their parties. I was foolish and let my silly idiotic hope control me into believing them. They gave me a drink that was drugged and left me to the mercy of some random drunk stranger. When I awoke and realized what happened I was scared and terrified. I stayed curled up in the bed for hours until I finally steeled myself to defend my rights. I'm not some pushover that will let you get away with anything. I didn't care what I looked like and headed straight for the police station and cried my eyes out telling them the story of my abuse. The stranger and bullies got their rightful consequences for what they did. As for my mother, well I didn't tell them because I needed a place to stay and don't want to end up in some foster home.

2 months later and the bulling had stopped at school making me feel more peaceful but than I started feeling dizzy and threw up one morning. I let it go and continued with my day until I passed out in the middle of the sidewalk. I was brought to the hospital and later informed that I was pregnant. I was scared and nervous, after hearing that I walked home dazed. At night I thought all about the baby and realized I wanted to have it, it will be hard to hide from mother but maybe this child is the hope I was waiting for.

Pfft ha ha ...

Hope

What is that, it just keeps getting crushed constantly

A couple weeks after deciding to keep the baby I have been really careful with not getting hit in the belly but nothing ever lasts. When I arrived home one day I saw my mom waited angrily in the middle of the room. I thought it was gonna be another meaningless beating but,

oh how wrong I was

Apparently earlier in the day one of the bullies that got expelled happened to find out I was pregnant and told my mom. Telling the story of me being a slut and sleeping with some poor and ugly man. Mother was pissed and tried to hit me in the belly but I wasn't going to let her and we ended up at the top of the stairs.

[A/N for those that are confused, the mom was waiting in her room upstairs]

She pushed me and I fell down the stairs severely hurt with blood coming out of my lower area and ended up loosing consciousness.

When I awoke I was informed that I had miscarriaged.

'Why'

The only word I could say before I was completely

BROKEN

Days past and I let myself be beaten every day , till one day I came across an anime on the internet. Khr moved me with the struggles the main character faced but had a family that would help him through them. It became my salvation.

[A/N Hold up. Why am I writing this. It's so cheesy *crying*]

Years went by and I finally turned 18. I was so excited to finally move out, but once again I have no luck.

When I came home one day my 'mom' was drunk and mumbling incoherently. I tried to sneak past her but she grabbed my arm and yanked me back. When I turned to face her she was holding a gun to my forehead.

I was devastated

Was my mom going to kill me

She is terrible but I never thought she would go this far. Then I stopped my thought process and realized if she pulled the trigger I'd finally be

FREE

I closed my eyes and breathed

'Hopefully my next life will have that spark of hope'

*BANG*