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 didn’t know.I didn't

wanted my father and for all I

bad, he hit my Mama al] the time and drank cheap alcohol that smelled very bad.I said so to my Mama, "But, Mama, they only wanted to hurt

my fingers, her smile affectionate as she said, "But what if they did.I love you so much, my sweet angel, I'd

my lips and cupped

I don’t want him to hurt you anymore.We

She ruffled my hair.

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

but my Mama seemed to believe him so I didn’t say

you start the new school.This is a very good school, sweet angel, you will get

I nodded.

"Yes, Marna."

to see a young boy

scary forests, and one such forest was

of control to our lives, most importantly to run away from my father’s debts, my Mama had taken a job as a housekeeper for the Aaron’s,

of me, I wondered not for the

looked the same

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

beamed at the boy and walked

just check it now.What if she has

gone,