Okay this chapter talks of abuse.. A lot It's telling Ana's story so please only 18 and older also if this is a trigger for you please just skip over this chapter. It has mentions of ALL types of abuse our Ana has had a rough life in this story.

Once little Lizzy was put down for bed I waited for Anastasia to begin her story. I had so many questions myself. Like why she was alone? Why was she in this lifestyle? Where was her daughters father? I couldn't imagine anyone willingly walking out on these two beautiful girls that are now residing in my home. It just didn't make sense to me but I would wait for her to tell me rather than push the subject too much. I don't know what was changing in me but seeing that child has made me want to be something more.

"So I'm guessing you have a lot of questions and I'm willing to answer them... let me just tell you somethings about me first. My name is Anastasia Rose Steele. I don't know where my parents are but I sure as hell remember them. "

Flashback

" Carla can you please get this shit head of a daughter away from me !" I screamed out in pain as daddy pushed me of the couch. I landed on my knees and twisted my arm again. Mommy and daddy were always mean to me. They never told me they loved and only were nice when their friends came over. I hated when their friends came over. They liked to take pictures of me and hurt me. Why mommy and daddy let them hurt me I didn't know. They would come in to my room at night and make me do things I didn't want to do. I tried to call for help once but daddy hit me. He told me I had to be a good little girl and do what these men asked. I did it because I wanted my mommy and daddy to love me. If I listened to them then maybe they would hug me more.

10 year old Ana

The police officers took me away. They said mom and dad weren't fit parents. I mean I guess they were right but foster care isn't much better. I have to live in Mrs. Davis's house and she's not a nice lady. Its a good thing I'm used to it by now. Nothing she says or does to me bothers me. I've heard and seen it all by now. Her husband has wandering hands. My momma used to say I should feel honored that so many men wanted me. It was because I was so beautiful. I didn't want to be beautiful anymore. I just wanted to live. I wanted to make it out of here alive. I was tired of being hurt.

17 year old Ana

I ran down the street hoping to make it to the shelter in time. I ran away from the Davis house a month ago. I couldn't do it anymore. Between the beatings and Mr. Davis's nightly visits I was tired. I was tired of being a victim. I wanted more.

End flashback

"I met Cory when I was 18 he was 25. There was quite an age gap but I thought he was the one for me. Of course me being naive and stupid I dropped out of high school to play house with this man. At first he was everything I wanted and more. He took care of me and showered me with gifts. What I didn't know was that he was a drug dealer. At first I was outraged. I mean my mother and father were destroyed by drugs. I wanted nothing to do with it. But then somehow he convinced it would be okay that he would never touch the drugs just sell them so we could have everything we wanted. So I agreed. " I watched in shock as Ana continued her story. How had she gone through so much?

" Then one day when I was 19 I caught him using in the bathroom. I was so hurt so angry so fed up. I thought that this was it for me. That I would never be able to escape this life... So I did it with him. I was hooked from the beginning. I knew I should have never touched that shit being a child of an addict. I knew I would become addicted but I didn't care I just wanted to be free and for once in my life I felt it. I felt free. Until I found Cory dead. He died of an overdose. I checked into rehab that same day. I freaked out. Then I found out I was pregnant two weeks later. I was devastated. I needed to raise my child without all the bullshit I went through." I felt the lump rise in my throat at Anastasia's confession. Could I do this ? Could I be with her and not think of my mother? Their striking resemblance was one thing but to find out she was an addict just like her hit me hard. I couldn't believe her life as she was telling me her story. How could a father allow his daughter to raped? How could a mother not care that her husband was beating her child?

How could foster care not even check in on this child and realize that something was not right? My heart broke in every way for this woman before me. I wanted nothing more than to hold her and comfort her but yet I couldn't. Is she really clean? What if she has a relapse? What about Elizabeth?

"Christian please say something." As I looked at her I wasn't sure of anything anymore. The one thing I did know however was that I despised drugs.

Okay so I know this chapter will throw people for a loop. AND I have received messages about Ana and Christian and how they are nothing like this in the book... An that is because this is NOT the book lol this is my story and they are different. I mean if we wanted the book we could just go read them this is about creating new things so I hope you guys enjoy this journey with me. I tried to give as little detail about the drugs and abuse as possible if it offended anyone I am truly sorry but please please please don't read of this is a trigger for you. I love you guys and please read and review!