“Where did you get that necklace from?” he Mother screamed as she stepped into the door.1
Still holding it between her fingertips she tried to dodge the question by walking is not her room.2
He pulled her back violently, pushing her against the wall.3
“I think your Mother asked you a question you ungrateful little shit,” he cried, digging his nails deeply into her arm.4
Wincing she let her necklace go, looking into her Mothers eyes. 5
How could she let him do this to her every day, every night, every chance he got? Could she not see her scars that lay so plainly embedded in her skin.6
“I found it on the doorstep, It was on the doorstep so I picked it up.”7
Her Mother eyes grew wider.8
“Well you little snitch, it was for me not for you, take it of.”9
She shook her head, wrapping her fingers tightly around the pendant again.10
“No it is for me, he said so, he told me it would keep me safe.”11
Raising her eyebrow, she ushered her lover to let me go.12
“Who said that?” she asked almost seeming generally interested.13
“Ben said it, he told me as long as I had it close by me I would be safe, he would take care of me.”14
Anger washed across her Mothers face.15
“Ben who?”16
She squirmed, knowing very well that this was about to get ugly. She could see it in the way her mother was standing, with her hands on her hips, he lips crunched together, her breathing a heavy grunt.17
“The Dark Angel... Ben,” she said, slowly backing away as her Mother moved closer towards her.18
“Take it of and give it to me,” she asked, reaching for it.19
She shook her head.20
“No... It is mine, I need it to be safe.”21
Grabbing the pendant her Mother pulled at it.22
“Give it to me,' she screamed, the drugs had obviously started to get to her.23
“NO,” she screamed, “No it is mine you can't have it.”24
He grabbed her around the waist, squeezing her tight, kicking and screaming as her Mother ripped the pendant of her neck, punching her in the face.25
He let her fall to the floor, blood surrounding her lips, filling her mouth.26
“Next time you'd be best to listen to what I say, hear me? Now get out of my sight you vermin.”27
She could not move, she dare not speak, she dare not lift a muscle as the tears streamed down her face.28
Why had her Dark Angel deserted her in her time of need?
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Part Four...
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Uh, yeah, where was he?? He took out her mothers lover just for advancing, but when things get violent for her, he is a no show? Bad Dark Angel!
Still interested...this chapter was my favorite by far. Had alot of emotion and action in it.
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The mom's a whore
Sorry, but it's so wonderfully written it sends me off in a rage and then into sadness for the girl. Sympathy, it is. Wonderfully written! Off to the next one!
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Hmm... drama, drama
Yep, another great piece... going on to the next part.
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Wow! Vivid, emotional, captivating! Oh, how much I desire your gift. The anger and helplessness really shows! Keep riding the train of inspiration, it's really bringing you to an exotic place-such great description!!!!
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A deep part here. The darkness of her parents not giving a crap about her. just not wanting her to have anything. fantastic read.
beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 5, ending: 5, dialog: 5, characters: 5.
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Oh my god I want to slap the mom so hard! Grrrr I could think of a few things that bitch needs done to her. She is one evil woman treating her daughter so badly. Awwww poor thing her dark angel needs to come save her and show that evil mom a thing or too. This story is so good and I can tell that you really are very inspired with this one and it is showing in every chapter!
Joann
beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 5, ending: 5, dialog: 5, characters: 5.
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