It Only Hurts When I'm Breathing
Chapter 5
Elena took a deep breath as she clutched her stomach that was now fresh with bruises that had been inflicted by her mother and one of her johns. The only thing that kept Elena from completely breaking down was the simpler times that she had had with her own mother.
Believe it or not there were times that Elena's mother had been sane. Those were simpler times when her mother had not been on drugs and alcohol. She exhaled and searched her memories for one that would put her mind at ease.
It was one from when she was merely five years old, but something was better than nothing.
It was a perfect summer day and Elena's mother had taken her to the park. They had flied kites together and laughed as Elena got hers stuck in a tree. It had been the perfect day, but unfortunately the perfect day didn't last forever. Now her mother was just a shell of herself. A heartless woman who showed no love or remorse for her broken child.
Even if Damon did find a way to show Elena that life was beautiful she still knew one thing for certain. She had to get away from her toxic mother. One way or the other.
