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 Sorry it has taken me so long to upload, but I have had a really bad case of writers block and I have been trying for the last 3 days! :(  I think its because there is so much going on at the moment  but I hope that this Chapter will make it up to you all! :)

<3 Mel x

Chapter Four

There standing in front of me was Cherelle’s mother along side my own. I couldn’t believe that I had trusted her all this time; my mother reached in and grabbed hold of me by the hair and started to drag me out of the car. I wanted to scream kick fight anything but I couldn’t. I was in shock; I felt nothing but numbness it was like I was living in my very own nightmare. Feeling my mother’s tight grip made me want to cry out but I couldn’t even cry, as I knew this was the end. Once I was out of the car she continued to drag my body by my hair towards the house, I kept my arms around my swollen stomach hoping I could protect my baby. Feeling the sharp pebbles cutting into my skin as she dragged me over the pebbled driveway had me whishing I was dead. As I knew deep down that the minute they had me in that house that was going to be it, they were going to kill me. I could see many guards surrounding us but there, standing by the front door I saw the one person that I thought who might have helped me, my brother. However, the expression on his face was not one of a loving caring brother it was more of disgust and loath. As my mother stopped she left my hair go leaving me on the ground. As I stared at my mother, Auntie and brother, all my numbness turned into a mixture of anger, Frustration and revulsion.

My body began to shake uncontrollably, but not because I was scared but because I wanted to kill them. They were meant to be my family, but here they are wanting to kill me. “Oh Sheena, you look so ugly when your mad, smile baby” my mother said in a totally mock caring voice. “Why I only look like you mother” I replied mimicking her voice. I could see her swing her foot back but before I could even protect myself she kicked me in the face each blow became harder and harder. I couldn’t lift my hands to protect my face, as I knew she would only move to my stomach. I kept kicking hoping she would stop but she didn’t, she only kicked harder. The pain was unbearable, I tried so hard to fight the pain, but the last kick I knew she had broken my jaw. I couldn’t scream any more, I could not even move my mouth as the pain was so intense I was feeling light headed. As soon as I couldn’t feel her kicking me I slowly opened my eyes, I couldn’t see much as I couldn’t open them fully as they were so swollen. However, I did manage to see two of her own men holding her back. I could hear my brother shouting orders at someone, but he never once looked at me or even tried to help me. I have never felt so completely broken in my whole life, I couldn’t even cry as it hurt so much. I wanted to pass out I wished to die, I hoped that this could all just end. Nevertheless, this was me, Sheena; I wouldn’t be that lucky, I thought to myself.

I don’t know how long I was out for, but I thanked god when my eyes opened to see no one was in the room. I tried getting up but my head hurt so much I couldn’t lift it up. It was like I was hit with a baseball bat. I tried again only this time more slowly, as soon as I was up right I slowly stepped out of the bed. Every step I took felt as if I was being kicked in the head all over again. As soon as I reached the bathroom, I made sure to lock the door behind me. Standing in front of the mirror with my eyes closed, knowing I wasn’t going to like what I was about to see. I slowly opened them as much as I could; I stared shocked at my reflection in the mirror, as I couldn’t even recognise myself. My face looked deformed and was completely black and blue, even my mouth would not close properly as my jaw was completely disfigured.  I collapsed down onto the floor and cried I didn’t care how much it hurt, as right now I just wanted it all to be over.

Hearing a loud crashing sound coming from the bedroom had me petrified. I managed to shuffle myself into the shower, where I hugged my body as I tried to stop shaking. Hearing aloud banging on the bathroom door I held in my breath. I began praying and hoping they wouldn’t find me, although I knew they would. I searched around the bathroom for any way to escape but there was nothing; they had even boarded up the only window. The banging was getting louder and all I could do was sit there and wait for them to come crashing in. I knew this time had to be the end as there is no way I could take any more. I stroked my stomach as I told my unborn baby that we will soon be in a better place and that I will always protect and love her or him and that daddy loves him or her too very much. I was crying so hard that I could feel the bones on my face dig into my skin; it was like a knife was continually slashing my face. I door was smashed opened and slivers of the door were flying everywhere. I froze as I saw my brother standing over me; his face was red with anger. Bending down until his face was right in front of mine he then grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me up. I couldn’t steady myself, as I couldn’t stop my body from shaking. The bathroom was that big and was filled by bodyguards. They were all shouting orders but I couldn’t make sense of what they were all saying, as it was like I wasn’t there, like I was a ghost watching from the sideline.  Then I was being shoved between the men as if I was a piece of trash thrown from one to another to another. Each guard shoved me until I reached the bedroom, where they then shoved onto the bed and tied me to the posts. My heart sped up as I began to panic for my baby’s life as my swollen belly was now completely exposed and I had no way to protect my baby.  

One of the men then held a piece of cloth over my nose and mouth I kept moving my head from side to side as I tried to stop him, but I could feel myself falling into the blackness and no matter how I hard I tried I couldn’t stop them. The last thing I saw was my mothers face and it wasn’t one of pity or love it was one of disgust. I saw Damon in the distance with Lee and Cherelle they where all chatting and laughing, Damon looked so happy and care free that I wanted to cry. As much as I loved seeing him having fun and no worries it hurt, it hurt to know he had forgotten about us. It was like my heart was being ripped out of my chest, I felt an emptiness like never before, it was like it was over as Damon was the only person I was holding on for as I knew my baby would die along with me. I felt like giving up, I wanted to give up but something inside me was telling me not too and as much as I tried to shove it aside, I couldn’t.

As I woke up my tears soaked my face, I could still picture Damon’s happy face. Although I knew, it was just a dream I was still feeling unsure, as I knew Damon wouldn’t give up on me, I hoped with every single part of me he would not give up. Seeing one of the guards beside me, I wanted to ask him what they wanted from me but I could move my mouth as my jaw had locked. Staring at the man beside me, I was wiggling about trying to get his attention, but it was no use he didn’t look at me once. It was impossible, I felt so hopeless although I was desperate to know what they wanted from me I couldn’t do a thing I had officially lost.  Just as I was about to give up his eyes locked with mine, even though I felt like I had seen him before I could not remember for the life of me. His face gave me the expression that he was on my side but there was something about him, that was just making me freak out inside. My face and head was pounding and the pain was so intense I tried asking for some painkillers but as soon as I tried to speak, he covered my mouth with his hand. “Shush don’t say a word,” he said, I felt like shouting at him, dumb man how the hell can I talk, I screamed to myself feeling frustrated. Then I realised he was trying to tell me something, I looked up at his face and he nodded towards the door. I nodded slightly to let him know I understood. “Hang in there Sheena, just pretend your asleep whenever anyone walks in, we need to stall them for a little longer ok?” I blinked to let him know as I was in so much pain now as I couldn’t bear to move my head again.

Lying back on the bed feeling relieved and hopeful that someone was on there way to rescue, me had me wanting to fight to stay alive again. I wanted to live I wanted to give birth to my baby, I wanted to marry Damon. I wanted to do so much more with my life and from now on, I am going to live it! I am no longer going to be the one hunted down as now I am going to be the one hunting them down, I told myself sternly. For the first time in ages, I felt strong and as soon as I get out of here, things are going to change. The door swung open; quickly closing my eyes, I pretended I was asleep. The feeling of somebody hovering over me had my heart beating so fast it was like it was going to explode.  I tried to calm myself down but feeling hot air blowing against my face had me quivering inside. It was killing me not to move or even fight who ever it was off me, but knowing this was the only way I was going to survive this had me staying still. After what felt like hours I heard the door close, I slowly opened my eyes but only enough for me to see just encase someone was still in the room. Seeing it was all clear well except the man, who I think is here to help me helped me calm down. However, as always things are never that easy for me as I felt a hand grab hold of my hair from the other side of the bed. “This is your entire fault you spoilt little brat” my mother spat at me with so much venom it made me flinch. “It seems your father loved you more than your brother and me and for that I am going to make you pay. However, for now we will keep you alive well at least until we get you to sign some papers that is.” She said and then laughed at me, it sounded so evil that I couldn’t stop my body shaking. The amount of hatred that showed on her face scared me to death, I could see it in her eyes she wanted me dead. My own mother, the one who gave birth to me wanted to kill me. Looking down at my baby, I wondered how she could be like this, I have never ever done anything to her only love her. My head was so mixed up that I was now filled only by the hate of my mother and numbness. I closed my eyes tightly not being able to see the amount of hatred in my mother’s eyes anymore. I couldn’t help the tears falling as the person that brought me into this world now wanted to be the one to end me. Feeling totally crushed and not wanted I left the tears fall as my heart felt as if it was shattered into a million pieces a hard slap around my face had me screaming out in agony. I couldn’t take any more pain it was too much to bare. However, just as I thought It couldn’t get any worse I saw her clenched up fist coming towards my face, closing my eyes I bit down onto my lip as I waited for contact. But I didn’t come, my body was frozen in place, I couldn’t move I could hear anything but I could still feel her beside me. Opening my eyes, she then smashed her fist straight into my face. I could feel myself passing out, but the massive smile spread across her face had me fighting to stay awake. Knowing that was exactly what she wanted gave me strength to fight to stay awake.

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