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

and for

smelled very bad.I

they did.I love you so much, my sweet

my lips and

want him to hurt you anymore.We should’ve left

She ruffled my hair.

your father and he promised that he'd

the time, but my Mama seemed to believe him

here more when you start the new school.This is a very good school, sweet

I nodded.

"Yes, Marna."

behind us and we both turned around to see a young boy standing there, he

was fifteen years old and we came to live in the small town of Black Mountains with its own scenic beauty and scary forests, and one such forest was outside our little cottage that was assigned to us, surrounding the

to bring a resemblance of control to our lives, most importantly to run

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

in his ironed jeans and branded shirt looked the same

cruel and was surprised when he stepped inside and said, "Mrs Huxley, Mom is asking

beamed at the boy and

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

gone, leaving me alone with