I WOULD LIKE TO DEDICATE THIS CHAPTER TO KC DEAN FOR THE IDEA SHE GAVE ME FOR THIS CHAPTER. I'M NOT GOING TO TELL YOU THE IDEA CUS YOU OBVIOUSLY HAVE NOT READ IT YET BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT! READ ALONG......
I turn to see the one and only Andy behind me. I stand up and hug him fiercely, hiding my shudder. "Hey babe! Why aren't you over there hanging with the guys?" He laughs and speaks. "Because I want to be over here spending as much time as I can with my beautiful girlfriend." I try my best to smile, but I can't seem to do it. Instead, I hug him again and act like I'm laughing.
"You know I'm not," I say still fake laughing. "Yes you are. Do u wanna go swimming? I wanna see that beautiful body of yo-" Cc interrupts him by screaming. "Doood get the blanket!!!!!" Andy sighs and runs on his gazelle legs to fetch the blanket. I, in the other hand, run to the tree house and climb the rope to the top.
When I get to the top, I actually half smile at what I see. I see old photos from when I was happy. I was seven missing my front two teeth. And there's another one from when mom was still alive. She held me close to her and kissed my head at that moment. I miss those days. And I want them back.
I sit quietly at the top until I'm called down for food. I sigh and climb down the back so they don't know I was up in the tree house. I don't want anyone in there. Just me and the remaining smell of my mother. I still remember when she helped me build this place up. Along with my dad, but he doesn't matter anymore. He doesn't even want to matter anymore. I sigh and hold back my tears that threaten to flood my face. I finally make it to them and sit down with the laughing group. I throw on a fake smile and sit down on the blanket with them. "You want to do the honors, Val?" Andy looks at me with pleading eyes. I nod and reach into the basket and start handing out the sandwiches. I grab the potato salad and pasta salad and scoop myself up a nice amount. I decide to let the rest of them get some of what they made. Well except Kesha. She didn't help with anything. She didn't put nearly as much effort into this as I did and she was still invited against my will. Thanks Ceece.
The entire time during the picnic, I observe her off and on and a few time catch her looking at me with what I hope is jealousy in her eyes. I look away from her and decide to talk to the guys.
"Hey guys, I think we should see who can get one of us girls into the lake. When one of us is in the lake, the person who carried her in is the winner."
"That's an amazing idea!" Ashley says.
"Great idea," Andy says.
Kesha remains quiet as we finish our meal. Right before we go to play she suggests hide and go seek first. We all agree. Even I do. I mean, how much harm can it cause? We all fight over who will be it first until Jinxx, like the mature adult he is, volunteers to be it. I decide to find my old hiding space that my mom built for me. I run to the trunk of the tree after making sure nobody was looking and I open a secret latch and climb in. I close it and walk around the chambers for the first time in years. This thing stretches for about a mile I think. I remember why I never came here again. Its because after mom died, my dad abused me here a lot. He raped me and let other people rape me. I was kept here for weeks because he was protective of me. He got delusional and started to think that mom was still alive. He thought that I was her. And he wouldn't let me leave 'again'. The cops ultimately found out about it some how and saved me. I spent the next years in foster care after my dad shot someone. Over me.
I walk further into the corridors and notice windows. Tears are flowing freely down my face in a mixture of loud sobs. After my beatings and rapes, as a child, I looked out these windows and hoped for some person to just walk by and notice my green eyes pleading for help. Nobody ever came though. I was stuck there for what felt like eternity.
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Seventeen year old Valeri Johnson, or Val, or Ri is kind of in an awkward point in her life. In the middle of depression and somewhere close to peace of mind. Her mother died when she was young. Her father is in prison. she was adopted out to an abu...