Aurora Pov:
I was looking at the newspaper when I heard the sound of my toaster,indicating my toast was done. I made my way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Setting on the table i inhaled the delicious smell of the fresh brewed coffee as i grabbed the newspaper and continue reading. Utterly scared by the content of the article:police find two new bodies possibly linked by the mafia.
The mafia
For some unknown reason the have takena liking to this small, boring town. They've petrified every single person who lived there and no one knows who they are or what they look like. They are ruthless and heartless, killing anyone who get in their way.
After finishing my breakfast, I washed the dirty dishes because I can't stand coming back to a dirty apartment. I headed back to my room and started getting reay for work .its already 11:30 am
I work as a waitress at a restaurant called Le clair de lune. The name reminds me of a French lullaby my mom used to sing to me whenever I felt scared .
I really miss my mom
My mom was the light at the end of the tunnel, she was the light of my life when she passed away. A pice of me went with her. My world is completely dark without her. I wish people who had parent would realize how lucky they are. How they should cherish them and treasure every moment with them .
I, unfortunately, never had the luxury to keep my mom,better yet both of my parents. Because even though my father may still be alive, he was dead to me.i ran away from him when I was fifteen. When my mom died something shifted in him. He began to drinking his sorrow away neglecting me, abusing me, he forced me to start working and he'd lock me out of the house if I came back with no money. I'll never forget all the cold December night spent sleeping on the doormat.I'd cry my eyes out begging for him to let me in, but in vain. He wasn't the same man .I was only nine at that time.
Years went by I endured his torture and abuse .But after what he did that night, or what he tried to do, I know I couldn't stay here anymore.
I remember being tired because he forced me to clean the entire house, exhausted I went back to my room, At 3am the sound of muffled talking and arguing disturbed my room and what I heard. Still haunt me to this day
Flashback
I could distinguish two voice aside from my father's "so, where is she?".you'll wake her up",These conditions man whispered.
"Wait,where gonna do it while she's asleep?" . The same voice asked where I was before asked again .
No, you can wake her up, "we'll tie her upto the bed."that was my father voice .I could recognize it any where. "I call dibs on going first. I've always wanted to take someone virginity."
"Why the fuck should you be first?."
"Because I'm paying her Father more money."
"Carson,I'll give you an extra 300$." He said to my father.
Why don't you both go first , you take front, he'll take back, deal?"my father replied
"Deal".
"Fine by me"
I remember feeling my knee shake. My heart rate short up as I started panicking. I didn't know what to do. My father was going to let them rape me. I knew they would crush me. Both physically and emotionally.
Suddenly , the talking stopped and my adrenaline rose . I put on my slippers and kissed my mother's necklace. The one day I never took off. The one I still wear to this day. I opened my window and jumped .I heard yelling, my father's yelling. I knew he'd be angry I ruined his disgusting heartless plan.
Flashback over
And I never saw him since I was kept in a foster home till I reached age eighteen. Then when I had access to my mother's will. I found out she left an apartment in my name . That's where I live now.
Who knows what happened to maybe. His still the same old abusive person.maybe he died of alcohol poisoning. I'd honestly rather not bother thinking about it.
All I know is that my father off men. He haunts my dream and result in my nightmare.I wouldn't wish him on my worst enemy