It's been a while since I've written for you guys but here is the seventh chapter to Runaway Love. I do hope you enjoy reading it!
Chapter 7: Sora's Sorrow
Opening the door she peeked her head into her own house and closed it behind her checking to see if her mother was home but so far no signs of her just yet. She continued walking around the house hoping that her mother made it home and she had hoped he left the house, otherwise, she'd be dashing out through that door in a second. She slowly walked to the living room and stopped at the entrance tip toeing on her feet to see if that man was still there lying on her couch covered ever so comfy in the blankets he raped her in.
There was no sign of him. Thank God.
A sigh of relief escaped her mouth. The lights in the kitchen were on and caught her attention guiding her towards the room. The noise of chopping automatically told her that her mother was home and doing drugs once more. Sora closed her eyes and gritted her teeth before going inside the kitchen to comfort her mother. As soon as she stepped in, her mother ceased everything. She was afraid that her daughter would yell at her again but she didn't care, she was just happy to see Sora's face.
"Sora," Her smile was the same. She a took a step forward to hug her own daughter but stopped in her tracks reminding herself how angry Sora was after seeing her own mother drown in drugs. She displayed a small smile, one of sadness and happiness. "I'm glad you're back," she whispered.
"I'm glad to," Sora was nervous about having this talk with her own mother. She hadn't fully accepted it but taking the step to do so may fix the relationship issue she has with her mother. "There's...something I want to discuss with you about."
"O-of course Sora please let me know."
Sora glanced down at the materials that her mother needed for her drug usage. How could one person need all these materials for drugs? And where is the money coming from? Sora sighed shutting her eyes then reopening them relieving her anger inside.
"I'm aware of your drug usage and how much you do them practically every day, but I've come to realization that I've never asked you why you do these drugs, not once have I ever considered the reason behind your habits."
"Oh Sora,"
"You don't have to tell me your reason for doing them now, but whenever you're ready to I'm here."
She had meant to be strong for not only herself but for her mother as well. But chocking up in tears and embracing one another was all bound to happen no matter how strong of a person Sora is, or wanted to be. She lived with her mother all these years and her deepest fear since her mother become a drug user was the fact that she would lose her one day. Her mother was all she had left in this world. Nobody else.
Suddenly the pain between her legs became sharp and her face cringed almost dropping to her knees if it weren't for her mother catching her. Her mother carried her to a chair placing her there and pulling her own to know what was happening to her daughter.
"Sora," Her mother grabbed her hands. "What's wrong? What happened?"
Now here was the tricky part of the conversation Sora hadn't figured out yet. After admitting that it was ok to do drugs for whatever reason she couldn't just bring up the fact that her mother's boyfriend had suddenly raped her last night while she took off. Sora placed her hands on the side of her thighs clenching at the pain that suddenly made her weak. The tears that had built up in her eyes finally flew flowing down her cheeks but were wiped off quickly by Sora's hands. She rocked herself hoping the motion would vanquish the pain but it didn't.
"Sora please tell me," Her mother cupped her daughter's face as she too had begun crying seeing her only child in this state. "You're scaring me, what happened while I was gone?"
Sora continued rocking herself, she lifted her head up a bit and looked at her mom. Sora shook her head violently unable to answer to he own mother she feared that it would hurt her the most. "I can't tell you..." She barely let out.
Her mother looked at her unable to speak. But she managed too. "W-what do you mean? Why can't you tell me?"
"I can't...tell you, mom." Sora repeated.
"You're afraid that it'll hurt me, right?" Sora only nodded. Her mother smoothed down her auburn hair to stick on her facial structure. Then Sora's mother gulped ready to hear and strong enough to handle what was afraid to tell her mother. "Don't be afraid," She shook her head. "I'm your mother and you have to tell me why you're crying this much."
"...It'll hurt you, it'll hurt you." Sora looked down at her hands as the blood between her legs soaked through. She cried harder.
"Sora!" Her mother exclaimed getting the attention of her crying daughter. "I am your mother, you have to tell me otherwise I can't help you."
Sora stayed quiet allowing her emotions to get the best of her, she wiped her nose and then her eyes ready to tell her mom. "The night that you left me alone," She began. "I slept on the couch near the door hoping that you would come home safely from wherever you were. The door had opened that night and I thought it was you but...it was a man, it was your boyfriend who came inside. When he came inside he took advantage of me and raped me on that couch when you weren't home:"
Her mother suddenly dropped her hands on her own lap, her eyes were wide and filled with shock, small tears began to form but didn't flow down her cheeks, and she turned her eyes away from Sora unable to say anything at all. It was information she couldn't process as a mother, any mother hearing those words wouldn't be able to respond as quickly as they wanted to. When she closed her eyes her body was trembling seeing her boyfriend inside her mind. When she stud up she glanced at Sora one last time and with her trembling hand, she slapped her daughter across the face.
"You're lying to me!" She yelled at Sora. "Why would you lie to me about him? He's not that kind of man, Sora!"
Sora held her cheek with one hand standing up on her own ready to yell back at her mother. "I have no reason to lie to you, mother!"
"Yes you do! You're using him as an excuse to rid of my drugs, you always hated them after all!"
"I only hate them because they're destroying us both! They're ruining our relationship we had before him and before those drugs mom!"
Her mother covered her mouth looking away and holding down against the table. There was silence for a while between the daughter and mother, and with one glance at another their relationship was back to square one: they didn't want to be together. "I want you out of this house,"
"Out...?" Sora repeated softly.
"Yes, out Sora! I don't want you near my boyfriend and drugs any more. If you have an issue with both then all you can do is get out because surely I can't give up both just for you!"
Sora couldn't stop gawking at her mother. She was completely dumbfounded by her words, she asked her to get out...Sora wasn't able to comprehend that request at all from her mother. Sora had been raped by her mother's boyfriend and this is how she responds? Sora opened her mouth but no words had poured out. She stood from her chair now glaring at her mother and turned her back on her crying all the way to her room packing whatever she could in her soccer tote bag. The blurriness in her eyes stung her and she blinked. Sora gathered her tote bag filled with her belongings and ran towards the door not even looking back to see her mother. She slammed the door behind her and ran out into the city.
Her mother chose drugs and her rapist boyfriend over her own daughter, she planned to never return to her home and it was going to stay that way for a long time. She was never coming back.
I hope you guys enjoyed reading this chapter, i wasn't positive on how to end this but this is what i came up with. I hope you guys enjoyed reading today's chapter! I will be updating more frequently now that my semester is over! woot! Enjoy your summer!-Liz
