♟ Chapter 2 ♟

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"Belwhore, nice to see ya again. Why didn't you start packing?" 

When he saw my tear struck face, he cooed, mumbling something which sounded like 'a loser' under his breath before walking towards his room. I started collecting all the things again and arranged them accordingly in the bags. 

The lights were turned off, indicating that it was time to sleep. After packing the last bag, I got up and went back to my 'room'. I made sure to lock the door behind me before climbing onto my bed. 

I couldn't sleep properly since my mother, Tia Alby, died. She died right in front of me because of an overload of strong grief and bereavement. I still remember how the doctors told me that it was an accidental death due to overwhelming negative emotions that were bottled up for a long period of time. I was ten years old when she passed away. My mom and my father never loved each other. They just pretended around me to keep a loving atmosphere. I recalled the day I came to know that I was a mistake.

8 years back

"Momma! I don't wanna sleep, I wanna fly like a bird! Where are my wings mommy? Gimme my wings!" Nine years old I requested.

"Not now hun, your dad will come home. He will scold us for staying awake for so long." My momma said, shaking her head. 

However, I was a very adamant girl and I was going to prove it. I just wanted to convince my mommy to play with me for some time. I did what I thought would convince her. I made my cute puppy face and whined, "Pwease."

"Nuh-uh hun, I am not falling for that face." I pouted before I found myself bobbing my head, agreeing with her. 

Momma tucked me in my bed. "I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble..." She started singing me lullaby with her melodic voice.

When finished, she placed a soft kiss on my forehead before rushing towards the front door as the bell rang.  The door swung open, and I heard my dad's voice. As soon as my dad said something to my momma, I saw her running into the kitchen to fetch all types of different chips. I was jealous of my dad because momma even shared her favourite potato chip packet, showing me how much she loved him. 

I started to drift into my own fairytale world when suddenly there was a cracking sound heard. I immediately jerked my eyes open. 

That's when I saw mommy holding her head in her hands. Her expression mirrored the pain I had seen in movies. Tears streamed freely from her eyes as I searched for the cause.

That's when I saw him. 

The person who I saw as my superman was standing on top of my mom's feet. The cracking sound continued to be heard. It was a very sickening sound. I got up on my two feet and started making my entry to the scene that was taking place. 

"Dadda stop!" My shrill voice echoed. 

"Bella-" my mom was cut by her own coughs "Go." She struggled against my father's grip.

My father pulled away from my mother and faced towards me. "Well, well, well... If it isn't my sweet Cinderella." He started walking towards me, but I cowered away from him. "Aww! Is my baby doll afraid of me? Oh, Bella, I am your superman, am I not? Did you change your mind now? Even superman harms people. Do you remember when I asked you why was he hurting the good ones? You answered that he was hurting them because he had no control over himself. Well, now your superman lost his control, and he can't act like the same dad anymore. You are not daddy's princess anymore. You are daddy's bitch. You are a mistake." He took deep breaths to calm himself down. "You. Are. A. Mistake!" 

"You-you a-ar-re a mo-mon-s--" I started sobbing very hard. 

My mother was standing there silently, watching me with pleading eyes, asking me to run away from him. But I couldn't as I was trapped between him and the wall.

"I am a what little bitch? A mon-...no, you tell me. What am I?" I just stood there sobbing.

"Le-leave her alone you mother-" Mother looked at me, then back at him. "You motherfucker."

His face darkened. He held her with one hand around her neck and threw her across the room. He then brought me up in the same way. His eyes were the darkest shade of grey I had ever seen.

"Whore! You and I both know that we fucked to fulfil our own desires." He pointed at me. "Look how weak of a human she is. I can't even smell a bit of us."

"She may be weak but she has a strong willpower. You jackass, you have always talked about power." My mother started coughing blood out. 

I knew immediately what was going to happen next.

"Momma! I need you. Don't leave me with this monster. Take me with you!" I started screaming and thrashing around. 

I was still in his hold. I screamed in his ears. He loosened his hold on me. I took it to my advantage as I turned my neck and bit his ear hard. He let go of me completely. I rushed towards my momma.

My mom started laughing. "Can't-can't even overpower a little girl I see!" My mother then turned towards my direction.

"Momma, don't leave me. Take me with you! I'll come with you to meet Mr God. Don't leave me, I'll listen to whatever you say. I will give you my favourite Cinderella underwear. I'll give you anything to make you stay here with me, I love you momma bear!"

"Sweetheart, I'll always be there with you—for you and near you. Always. Your momma is not leaving her baby girl alone. I'll never leave the side of my queen, I'll support her." She whispered the last line in my ear. 

She turned back to see my 'father' who was concentrated on fixing his wound. 

"Nathan! Injustice may give you power and success for now but soon love and truth will take over the reign again." 

He started taking long strides towards us. 

I hid my momma's body from his view with my little body. 

"You monster! You already hurt my momma, I'll not allow you to harm her anymore." My 'dad' closed his ears as I started screaming with my shrill voice.

"Stop." He tried to come near me but I knew his ears were sensitive. 

I continued screaming, making him storm out of the house. 

I turned to my momma and placed my hands on her cheeks. She kissed my palms. Light in her eyes slowly faded as she spoke her next few last words. 

"My Queen, truthfulness must spread." 

She tightly pressed a palm to her chest, taking one last final breath.

"Momma!" I shouted as I saw her closing her eyes completely.

"Love must reign."

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