1 I was three the first time. She said we were going to Dairy Queen, to get me a treat for being a good girl. Then she stopped at some run down apartment in the poor part of town. I asked what she was doing. She said I needed to do just one favor for her. Then she took me out of the car, walked up to the guy. She handed him me, and he handed her an envelop of cash. I thought she wasn't going to come back to get. She came back an hour later, after he had done it to me. It happened again, just like that three months later. This time it was my dad's boss.
When I was four, it became a job for her. One gut paid her 400,000 dollars. I hated it. And I screamed and kicked, but she didn't stop. Then a week after my 5th Birthday mom invited this sleazy looking guy over. Yet again, no one helped me. Then the next day, when mom lost it and killed my brothers and sisters. I tolled dad everything. Mom left a couple days later.
I don't remember what the guys look like. I only remember certain stuff. All I know is that mom got paid to have them have them rape me. I don't want to say sex. Cause it wasn't sex. It was torture. I still get nightmares.
I look up as Chad walks into the room. Smiling at him softly, I wave for him to come lay by me. He walks over slowly. He held my face with his hands. "Chad why do you have my face?" I asked, though with me cheeks pressed together, it was hard to talk.
"I still don't understand why you didn't tell me everything." My eyes got big.
"How much do you know?" My voice got really high.
"I think all of it. Your mom killing your brother and sister. Her paying those guys to rape you. How she's been beating you. The nasty letters she wrote your father. The last one was dated a week before he died." Wow, he knew a lot.
"Yeah...you know alot!"I laughed slightly. Trying to brighten the mood, but failing miserably.
"Yeah, sunshine, I do. Plus I demanded someone to tell Chad Dylan Copper what's going on." I laughed. Yeah and if anyone asks we are legally married in Spain." I gave him a weird look. He shifted onto his back. "It's the only way they'd tell me something!"
"How dare they save their jobs by not telling the greatest actor of our generation what's going on!" He nodded. "Wow Chad, seriously."
"What?" I shook my head and looked away. He shrugged and turned on the tv. He flipped through the channels until he found a show acceptable for "Chad Dylan Cooper". Yeah, there was sponge bob marathon on. I'm glad Chad knows part of the secret. But there's more. That's what I'm ashamed of.
Authors Note. Okay that was the second chapter. I know it was short. Let me know if you loved it, hated it. Plus I won't update until I get 7 more reviews.