Music Score:
(Chapter 1) Eet- Regina Spektor
(Chapter 2)Man Of A Thousand Faces-Regina Spektor
(Chapter 3) No Surprises- Regina Spektor
This is a three part story of hurt, violence, abuse. After three chapters, it's done and over with. There isn't a happy ending no matter what happens in any of the chapters the third chapter will be the end of their lives, their suffering and the abuse. This is also only using Regina Spektor songs. She is amazing and so real. She is my favorite artist of all time, this is a tribute to her. I don't want anyone to be offended by this story, many of my friends had to deal with abuse at home, I'm not making this into a joke in any way. If you are going to make fun of abuse or say anything bad about it I will delete and report you because this is a very serious matter that I wished to put into story form. Please enjoy and leave any comments or questions down below.
Bella POV
I was 5 when it started. I was in my bedroom, it was filled with pink, ruffles, toys, music and books. My parents were young when I was born, they got married because of me. My father loved me, while my mother always resented me. I ruined her life. She would walk into my room at night after father was asleep and she would shake me awake. Every night she told me she hated me, I ruined her life. I wasn't aloud to tell my father about the night visits or else, my mother said.
My father walked into my room and gave me a kiss and hugged me tight. I told him to kiss teddy too. He laughed at me before kissing Teddy on his little black nose. He hugged me one more time before leaving for work. I was still in my pink night gown which had mesh ruffles for the sleeves, it had Disney Princess all over it that reached my knees. I kissed Teddy on the head and told him I'd be right back and not to move. I laid on my stomach and shimmied of the bed, I tucked teddy back under my pink comforter and got on my tip-toes to kiss him one more time. I opened my bedroom door and walked to the stairs. I was looking down at my night gown when I bumped into my mother.
"Sorry mommy..." I said with fear in my voice. I saw her eyes narrow and I saw fire blaze in them. Her hand shot out and wrapped around my little arm, I cried out but she only squeezed harder on my arm. She turned me around to where my back was facing the stairs. I saw a small smile form on her lips before she let go. I felt my little body tip back. I tried to grab on to my mother but she moved back. I wasn't able to grab onto anything, so I fell down 15 stairs. My little body sprawled out at the bottom of the steps. My vision was blurry and I could barley hear anything. I heard loud footsteps on the stairs before I felt someone walk over me. I saw my mother grab her purse and coat, before blowing me a kiss. I heard the door slam and lock. I ended up passing out on the floor.
My father came home to me still at the bottom of the stairs with bruises all over my body. My mother came home 10 minutes later and she said she went to her shop really quick because their was a problem. She told him she had only been gone 2 hours, and that I must have fallen while she was gone.
And that's how my life went. My father thought I was just clumsy and so did everyone else. But it was my mother all along, its how my life went for 12 more years until I finally decided to end my life myself.