Mated With Five Boys
Prologue
"We understand death only after it has placed its hands on someone we love."- Anne L.de Stael
"Mia, wake up!" Whispered a soft, hushed voice.
In fact, it was so hushed I almost had thought I was just hearing things.That was until out of nowhere a loud door slam pierced through the silent hallway from the room right next to ours, creating enough force to vibrate the old wooden floors which we were laying on.
"Mia! Please wake up! I'm scared!"Panic flooding the little girl's voice.
l automatically knew who it was that was calling for me.
"Holly, where are you?" I whispered back, trying to look through the pitch-black room.
The foster people we live with don't allow us to have the lights on after 7:30.
Trust me, I learned that lesson the hard way.
You see, if you have the lights on after the restricted time, you'll get punished.
The punishments are plainly decided on how drunk Mrs. and Mr. Rockwell were that night.
On a good night, punishments usually consist of not allowed to go to sleep until they decide they worked you lang enough or going a couple of nights without dinner, sometimes both.
But if they start drinking the punishments become more violent.
Mrs. Rockwell has never psychically abused any of the kids here but better yet she sits back and watches her husband do all the work, smiling.
I remember the first time James Rockwell hit me, I wanted to drop to my knees and cry out for my mother, but I didn't.
You see when you've been in the system as long as I have you learn how to control showing your emotions.
Because people like James and Martha thrive on seeing you break down, they get off on it.
"Come here, you stupid bitch!"
Mrs.Rockwell sneered at me.
"No, I'm sorry, whatever I did wrong I won't do it again! I promise!"
I begged her.
"Damn right you won't do it again!"
Martha laughed, the malevolent smile on her face sent horrid chills up my spine.
thin body in
ass up here, we
because we are only allowed one shower a week, and pulled
was going to beat out my chest when I heard Mr.Rockwell's heavy footsteps slowly come up to the second
started to increase, and my lungs started burning
to the second floor he had to hold the walls
than mine,
he walked over to me a crooked smile started to form
smell of alcohol was nauseating on Mrs.Rockwell, James
what do we
wrist in his dirty,
could basically see the devil coming out of
room after curfew, honey.What should we do
Martha's voice sounded entertained.
just had to go to
tried to explain but was quickly stopped by the hard slapped
as my face
don't leave your room after
echoed in
told me I wasn't allowed to go to the bathroom after
even angrier because his free hand, that wasn't death gripping my
feeling made my stomach
hand left the sides of my stomach and then clasped around
beg me to stop, you useless excuse
tighter and tighter around my neck, squeezing
lungs were
cry, I wanted to fight, I
thought that crossed my mind before everything went black was when
outside for hours looking up at the stars, she once told me that for every star my eye could see, that it
bodies, and float into the universe, shining for the people they love back on earth, watching over
know stars are nothing more than balls of gas, I really hope you're watching
I've
"Over here."
voice filled
toed around all the other sleeping kids, laying on the ground on their makeshift
newest kid under the Rockwell's care, she's been here for about a week
here for two months
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