I have a secret.

A pretty big one.

Yep, 13 years old, 5'5", 105 lbs. My daughter, Halona Chayes, but I usually call her Halley (Pronounced Hal-ee). She lives in California with her Dad.

Oh, do I hate her dad.

You see, a little while after Dickie, I met a Native American guy in my search for a job. He gave me a job at his company, Chayes Accounting. Yep, I was an accountant.

After a while, I got to know him better. His name was Chogan Chayes, he had three sisters, he grew up on a natives reserve, had no children, had never been married. I thought I knew absolutely everything about him. Well, nope!

We went out for about nine months. Then I became pregnant, with Chogan's child. Nine months later, I gave birth to Halona Chayes, who had her father's Native American features, but her skin was a shade lighter. She was, and is, beautiful.

I thought everything was going great, until I found out about Chogan's past, three years later. Turns out, he'd been arrested for rape and assault a couple of times. I was appalled, and our break-up was even bigger than mine and the Dick's. Not only was he a rapist and abuser, but he didn't tell me! I trusted him, with me, with my daughter.

We had a huge lawsuit, over the custody of Halona. She was three at the time. Chogan had a better lawyer, more money, a better job (Because he was the owner and I quit the day before), didn't live in a run-down apartment, etc. So he won the lawsuit and custody of Halona, and after how angry I was at him, he got the heck out of dodge and moved with Halona to California. All the way across the freaking country.

I still go down to visit sometimes, or video-chat, or email or call Halona. I love her, more than anyone I've ever loved before. The only people who know about her are my parents, Valerie, Mary Lou, and Grandma. Everyone else who knew about Me and Chogan think Halona was killed in a car accident.

I opened up a new email from her.

Hey Mom, how was your day?

It was pretty good, I reply, Finally got rid of Morelli, once and for all. I broke up with him after I caught him with Terri Gilman on the kitchen table. Deja vu...

That's awesome! She sends back. I always liked Ranger better.

That makes me laugh out loud. So, how are you doing?

Well, can you video call me?

This is weird, she usually doesn't Video-chat with me this late. I can never refuse seeing my daughter's face though, so I press call on Skype.

I immediately gasp as I see Halley. Her normally beautiful skin is covered in bruises. "Halley, what the hell happened?" I yell, probably waking up half the seniors on my floor.

Next she says three words that tear my heart apart and make me tear up. "It was Dad."

Hey guys, starting a new FF. I really wanted to write one of these. This chapter's kinda short but I'll hopefully have another one up soon.

R&R!
BYE BYE!
~XxBabeLoverxX