Chapter 261 ANNA
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5 years old
"Ahhh… Uhm…"
"Arghh…"
Those are the voices that surrounded my childhood. Every Night my mother would push me under the bed and then I would hear these weird voices.
Mother told me there are monsters outside and if I showed myself from under the bed they would take me away. That is the reason I stay under the bed until my mother comes over to pull me out.
The monsters are scary, I have seen their legs it's too hairy. I stay terrified all night and gradually sleep at one time. Every morning, my mother pulls me out and gives me a cake to eat. I love cakes, it's my reward to stay hidden from the monsters all night.
But, today, today my mother didn't come over to wake me up and when finally after bracing myself I came out of bed, I saw my mother on the bed, her eyes open and there was red on her clothes.
I woke her up but she didn't move or reply. I see the cake in the corner and then eat it, I am very hungry.
The night came again but mother didn't move, hence I decided to hide at my place on my own before the monster came.
But, tonight, it isn't any monster but a woman, she isn't as pretty as mother, she is all black. But one thing that they keep saying doesn't fit in my head. "The deceased breathed her last yesterday around 3 to 4 am, she had internal bleeding too."
"Mother, where's the mother?" I ask the woman holding me and she just shakes her head in response.
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10 years old
"They will definitely select you." Marina whispers in my ear, she is sitting beside me waiting for a new couple to adopt her, it's been five years since I was sent here by I don't know who, a judge or a public counselor?
Marina is my favorite person here, she is my only friend.
The new parents come over and take Marina with them. I cry my heart out. I don't want her to leave me alone.
I miss her so much
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11 years old
"Meet Mr. and Mrs. Arnold, they are here to take you." The dean comes over and introduces a mature couple to me. I smile and greet them politely, it's been a whole year since Maria has gone with her new parents leaving me all alone.
She never contacted me and neither wrote me any letter. It seems like she had forgotten me after getting a new life.
"Anna, be good," The Dean advises me, and smiling I leave the foster house with my new parents for my new life.
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12 years old
"Anna," My stepfather yells, fully drunk. I fist my frock in nervousness as I walk towards him.
"Y…es… Dad…" I stutter, afraid.
"Clean this mess." He orders and I immediately crouches down to pick the pieces of glass.
"Fast, Bitch." He kicks my back and I fall to the ground heavily, some pieces of broken glass pierces into my skin and I flinch, but biting my pain I quickly compose my posture and continue picking up the glasses hurriedly before he would land another blow on me.
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13 years old
"Mom, I need some money," I ask for money and as expected she turns to my dad, "Ask him."
I bite my lips anxiously asking for money from him… It brings a jolt in my body, a scary one. But I need some money. I have never been on any trip and I want to go on this trip.
"Dad, I want some money," I tell him and he looks up at me from his book in which he always keeps writing something, numbers, notes etc etc.
"Hmm… Close the door." He orders and I gulp nervously.
"I need to leave soon…" I tell him nervously and he gives me a hard glare, "Door."
With a thumping heart, I close the door and then turn to him, he beckons his finger and like a good pet of his I walk towards him, he pats on his lap and I sit on it obediently.
"How much money do you need?" He questions, his bad breath lingers on my face and I try my best to not throw up.
"A… A few… bucks…" I reply in fright, bracing my heart for what's coming next.
And there it comes, I squeal when his hand gets under my skirt and I start crying terribly from the pain. "Please… stop… it hurts me… please."
I start to cry and struggle when his hold on my waist starts to crush me.
"Not a single word." He whispers in my ear and I start to drink back my sobs, Oh God, please end this.
"Here." He hands me the money after assaulting me with his hand and I quickly leave his room with my heart burning in grief.
Which Dad treats their daughters like this? If I had my real dad he wouldn't be that cruel to me.
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14 years old
Whistling, I go to my locker, I am happy because just a few days ago I found out about my real family. Yes, I have a family, a mother, a father, and a little brother.
That little boy is the only person who looks so genuine to me and even shares his candy with me, my stepfather kicked them out of the house and beat the shit out of me but still, I am happy at least I have a family.
THUD
Suddenly, I hear a loud thud beside me as someone closes my locker, and then I have been dragged to a corner room forcefully.
"Morris…" I gasp, frightened. This man is the most terrible person. He is the bad guy, failing the class three times and still staying in school. He is much bigger and stronger than me.
"Little Anna, I had been searching for you for many days, get on your knees." He pushes my shoulder down and my heart leaps in my throat. I am already disgusted by my stepfather's assault and now this man too.
Sitting on my knees, I start crying heavily, he unbuckles his pants and then starts unbuttoning my shirt while I keep crying terribly, and then suddenly his hand stops unbuttoning and then he starts to trace my skin.
I flinch, disgusted by his touch.
"What are these?" He asks, his face getting serious. I bite my lips feeling scared, he again points at the bruises on my body and questions furiously, "When I ask you something, answer me." His grip getting tight on my neck made me choke and I started to sob helplessly, "I'll do whatever you want, don't beat me, please, don't."
He drops his hand from my neck and very gently kisses me on my lips.
For the first time, I feel any tender touch on my skin. I shiver from his warmth and wait for his next move but he didn't do anything to me.
"Now, it's late. I will meet you tomorrow right here, and then tell me who did this to you." His voice shows care and it's very unusual for me to hear this from someone's mouth.
I couldn't help but hug him tightly and then shed a few more tears sadly. Finally, there is someone who cares about me.
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15 years old
Since the day I met Morris my life seems to get better or I have started to see good in people. He could be the bad boy but for me, he is the best, my antidote, my savior.
"I'll meet you tomorrow, then," I told him on the phone, a few days before I had my first period and tonight is the last day, tomorrow I will give my virginity to Morris since that day he had stayed with me without touching me and I feel so loved by his respect for asking my permission for my virginity.
I was just on the verge of falling asleep when the door of my room opened with a loud THUD and showed my drunk stepfather's face.
"D…a…d…" I look at him terrified.
"Anna… Anna… Oh dear," He stumbles into my room and then sinks onto my bed, "Oh… you're so pretty." His breath gives me a strong headache making me frown.
"It's late… dad… please leave…" I tell him in a low voice and he blinks looking at me with a dark gaze, "Oh, you have taken a bath… finally." He suddenly grabs my light wet hairs and then pulls me near him sniffing them like a maniac.
"You have become a woman today, let's celebrate that." He takes out a small flask of alcohol and starts pouring it into my mouth forcefully while I keep struggling, soon he starts to take off my clothes and I start to yell for help.
That's it, now I won't stay quiet. I will tell mom everything about this awful man, but my shouts go in complete vain when I see my mother closing the door so I won't take the attention of the neighbors.
BOOM
That night, my stepfather crossed all the limits and raped me, I kept shouting for help but my cowardly mother didn't help me at all when in the morning I face her she apologize to me telling me she is helpless.
That is the day when I start hating both of them from the core of my heart.
Later, I told Morris everything and cried for several hours in his lap, I had hoped that my real parent would save me and punish this Bastard but no, my father rarely showed his face to me, and then one night my stepfather revealed all the truth about my father's indifference which makes it clear that he is never going to save me, nobody is going to save me.
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