by Amy Robyn
I didn't have the easy childhood most children do. Mine was full of fear and based on a lie. My father had started out like any father, loving and doting. My mother on the other hand, hated me. I know that you think I am over exaggerating, but I'm not. She saw my father's attention on someone other than her and she despised it.
He would buy me something nice and later she would take it out on me. Whether it was by taking a privilege away or an item I cherished. Later it turned to physical assaults. She always had excuses for her lashing out at me. He always bought her lies until my broken leg. I always tried to be a good girl and not raise her ire.
That day dad had told us he would be away on business. Mom sulked while I asked him to buy me something. A typical child. He agreed readily and swung me around in a circle making me giggle. I was so happy in that moment.
It is so strange how life can be broken down in moments. Some good and some bad. Some happy and some sad. I was happy having a loving and doting father, knowing that later I would pay for this happy moment by a woman who is suppose to protect me.
That night just before she shoved me off the balcony she whispers in my ear. “You are not my daughter. You never were.” I had no idea why shy would say something like that to me. I thought it was more of her normal back stabs, even while laying in the hospital after the ex-rays and the cast put around my entire leg taking away my freedom.
Father yelled at my mother for a long time and hired someone to watch over me and also care for me. My nurse became my best friend. She helped me when I needed her and she would scare my mother away anytime she was in the vicinity. She was my one confidante, until the day I really needed her. She let me down just like all the rest.
I pull myself out of those foul memories as I hear Sam say that I needed to get laid.
“What?” I shout at her. Stunned that she would say that. They all know my reasons for never being with a man. I will not be with a man until I find one I can trust. I will never trust one. except Graham, so I will obviously never be with one.
“Come on you need to experience sex at least once.” I feel bile rise into my throat and my heart starts to race at even the thought of a man touching me. I shake my head and get up to leave. I turn and almost run into a very tall man with a bald head. He's the bouncer I had shown my I.D. to before I could come inside. He looks me up and down, making me completely uncomfortable. I turn to the door and walk outside.
The girls follow me out. Of course they do. I love that they are protective of me, but it gets a little insulting sometimes. Of course they do not know what I can do. I cringe at the thought. If anyone knew they would think I was a freak just like my nurse did. I shake away that thought.
“I am sorry. You know I didn't mean it.” Sam says. I turn and wrap my arms around her.
“I know. I need to get home and finish my book. I am so close to being finished.” It's a lame excuse even to my own ears.
“Okay.” She looks doubtful. I turn and give each of the girls a hug. I am so lucky to have these women in my life. I know I am different and have my quirks as they call them, I call them freak outs, they still love me. A lot can be said about those who can truly love unconditionally. Most claim that they can, but it is mostly a lie. These women truly do.
They are very protective. They know some of what I have been through, though not all of it. Some things I can't bear to talk about. Not even to my long time psychologist. I climb into my car and start the engine. I roll down my window and blow them a kiss before backing out of my spot and driving away.
I have already turned my mind to my book. I just need to write the last chapter. I became a veterinarian because of my love for animals. The reasons for my love of animals is simple. They do not lie, steal or cheat. They do not hurt, rape or murder. They are true to their nature. Simple and honest. They are capable of true affection without ulterior motives. They can be trusted.
I am so lost in thought that I do not notice the car following closely behind me. I hum to myself until bright lights flash in my mirror from a car being to close to my rear end. That's when I feel the jolt of being rear ended. I pull over into the parking lot at the park near my house. The car pulls in behind me.
I am starting to rethink my decision when my door is pulled up forcefully. I gasp in shock. I feel the energy I always keep suppressed rise to the surface. I will not release it. I tell myself.
It's the bouncer who made me uncomfortable from the bar. I knew he seemed shady. I draw in a breath getting ready to scream when a cloth is shoved into my face. It smells sweet. Not the good kind of sweet either, more like rotten candy. I gag as the lights begin to fade. I am being drugged. I fight to get away from the cloth and it's stench that I know is chloroform. I try. I really do but weakness sets in only seconds before the lights go out. My last though was that I was going to die violently after fighting for so long to escape the violence. It got me anyway.
To Be Continued.
Dedication
I would like to dedicate this book to my family who have given me support as well as inspiration. Being a mother has been the most rewarding adventure I have been on. I only hope they are inspired to do the same someday. Many many years from now. Thank you my beautiful husband, who has taught me all there is to know about true love.
About Amy Robyn
Amy Robyn is a wife and a mother of three crazy boys. She also has three dogs she considers her children. She is currently living in Louisiana. She loves to sing karaoke and spend time with her family. She enjoys a good happy ending and that carries through in her books.
Other Books By Amy Robyn
Psionics: Gage
Psionics: Aaron
Psionics: Graham
Psionics: Dagger & James
Greenwood Pride: Cade & Bree
Greenwood Pride: Reno
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