"Mom? Your here?" These were the first words I said once I got back home.
"Oh my god! Aria your fine!" My mom said rushing over and wrapping me into a big hug.
"Yeah and she's the leader of a gang," I heard Connor mummer under his breath so only I would hear him.
"She what?" My mom asked confused as she looked at Connor.
"Nothing mom, umm so again your here?"
"Aria, i'm your mother I was worried about you. Connor told me that you got kidnapped and Aria," my mom said looking at me, her eyes filled with regret.
"No its okay mom, I was just making sure," I said smiling at her, not wanting her to get hurt.
My mom gave me a huge smile and looked at Connor. "I approve of this young man, I like him Aria," she said giggling as Connor took a bow.
"Thank you mrs. Ellies," he said while taking a bow.
"Oh please, call me Clara,"
"I don't approve yet," I heard a deep voice say from behind my mom. Yup you guessed it... my stepdad, Ricky.
"You brang him with you?" I asked emphasising the him.
"Aria your being rude," my mom said, as I rolled my eyes.
"But seriously him?"
"Aria, i'm your dad respect that,"
"No Ricky, your my stepdad," I said rolling my eyes once more.
"Excuse me?" Ricky said looking at me with furrowed eyebrows.
"Your excused," I said rolling my eyes (again) that could become a habit.
"Connor I wanna talk to you," Ricky said ignoring me and pointing towards the kitchen.
"But Connor doesn't want to talk to you," I said holding Connor's hand back.
"Its okay Aria," Connor said patting my head and following Ricky into the kitchen.
"Aria he is your dad," my mom said calmly.
"My dad? Mom has he ever done anything worthy of being called my dad? Mom he used to beat me up last year in front of you remember? And the reason were always one, not agreeing with him. I was afraid then, but not anymore mom. He used to beat me in front of you and you never said anything mom," I snapped backing away from my mom and pointing a finger at her. "You lost the right to tell me how to behave with him," I said placing my hand down.
"Aria i'm sorry," my mom said with watery eyes. "I was afraid that if I lost him then I won't be able to survive. If I stopped him then he would leave me Aria, please understand."
"So you picked Ricky over me? You let Shawn and Chis have the better chances because you were afraid that you would loose him?" I asked and she nodded. "Pathetic mom pathetic," I said walking towards the stairs. "Connor please leave once you're done talking! And don't talk to me till tomorrow," I yelled, and ran up the stairs. I really want to be alone.
I opened the door and quickly locked it. I walked over to my bed and sat on the floor, resting my back on the bed. My mom, she knew my my entire life and thus she would choose a man who she only knew for a few years over me? Was this really my mom? My mom used to be so caring and protective over me. That protectiveness went away when Ricky beat me for the first time in front of my mom. I never hated my mom; never, and I still don't. I used to think that Ricky blackmailed her or something, but no... It was her choice to ignore my cries.
I used to have scars over my body all last year. Thats why I would wear baggy clothes and look like a total nerd in front of everyone. One day it was so bad that if and part of my clothes even touched me, I would start crying. Then here came this year and Ricky and mom got busy, leaving Ricky to not hit me. Every time when Ricky would hit me, Shawn would be at a party and Chis at a sleepover. Shawn being the nice one would of course try to stop dad, but he never got to know.
Today my mom came rushing over when she got to know that I was kidnapped. Before she didn't even come to my room to check if I was okay after Ricky's beatings. Even when he did beat me in front of her, her face remained emotionless, no tear, no regret, no sorrow, just emotionless. I never really understood the reason why. Those days my mom wouldn't even talk to me, she wouldn't even utter a single word to me for the whole day.
Helly knew about the beatings since she was my only friend back then, she saw the scars. I would sometimes go to her house for sleepovers of Fridays since on those day Ricky would beat me. But I couldn't go over every single Friday. She would come over sometimes but she couldn't always. Shawn being the popular one in school, would go to parties on every single Fridays. Rarely he wouldn't. Most people would be waiting for Fridays, and would be very happy when Friday came. I never wanted Fridays to come or Shawn to leave house. I used to beg him but since I never told him the reason, he would ignore me. Instead of having a big smile on Fridays, I would be screaming and crying.
I covered my face with my hands as I was remembering the torture I used to go through. I didn't cry, I lost all my tears for that topic. Yes I fell sad, but no tears would ever come out. Everyday I used stay strong and fake and smile at school. Helly used to think I was crazy cause even my fake smiles look real. I was standing on a line between giving up and seeing how much more I can take. And I chose seeing how much more I can take. I never agreed with him simply cause I wanted to see how much more I can take. It was the hardest decision, agreeing with him or keep on going. I never gave up, and thats why he stopped beating me. That time, I decided to live when I really wanted to die.
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Depressing chapter I know don't hate me please!
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Once Upon a Cookie
Teen FictionI wrote this when I was like 12 so I'd advise you against reading it. This book was previously known as The Bad Boy Next Door... "Connor! It started with a cookie!" I exclaimed and looked at him with a huge grin. "What?" He asked...
