Blackmailed For Love

"I don’t like it here.I don’t!"

I stomped my foot as Mama opened the small bag and started to take our clothes out.

"Mama!"

"Hush, now, my pretty angel."

She always called me that but sometimes I wished that she wouldn't, not because I hated it but because I never felt like an angel.

And another reason was because my Mama named me after a Princess who became a queen, and because of that all the students at my previous school] made fun of me.

Spoiler alert, we lived in a trailer park and in no way I was a princess.

She grabbed a few clothes and went to arrange them in the big wooden cupboard near the window.

When she turned around, she came straight to me and crouched down.

My mother had hair like mine, silver with the hint of pink and our eyes were the same too, big and blue.

She took my small] hands in hers, her hands were rough from all the work she does.

"You know we couldn’t live there anymore, don't you?"

I

wanted my father and for all I cared

cheap alcohol that smelled very bad.I said so

fingers, her smile affectionate as she said, "But what if they did.I love you

my lips

hurt

She ruffled my hair.

your father and he promised that he'd do better, didn’t

Mama seemed to believe him

you start the new school.This is a very good school, sweet angel, you will get to study here and then one day you'll go to college and

I nodded.

"Yes, Marna."

then the door opened behind us and we both turned around to see a young boy standing there, he looked like

small town of Black Mountains with its own scenic beauty and scary forests, and one such forest

bring a resemblance of control to our lives, most importantly

as I stared at the boy in front of me, I wondered not for the hundredth time

same as the

say something cruel and was surprised when he stepped inside and said, "Mrs

Mama beamed at the boy and walked

should just check it now.What if she has something important to tell

was gone, leaving me alone with