Chapter 22:

Once they entered New Jersey, Tiffany began to relive all the horrific memories she'd tried to forget, she wondered if returning was the wrong thing to do. She thought about her mother, she didn't deserve to be a mother, a mother is their to protect and love. That bitch, she abused and neglected. Standing on the corner of the road, Charles pulled Tiffany closer before wrapping his arms lovingly around her, then pecking her on the cheek. The sun was scorching hot and the air was thick with smog from the city traffic, Charles smiled pleasantly as he looked around at the familiar setting. As they both looked up at the fiery sun which was shining ever so brightly in the cloudless blue sky, a dead crow lay rotting and stinking by the side of the road while a homeless guy sat on the corner begging for change. "Home" Charles murmered to himself, before Tiffany pulled away and began walking down the street. She secretly dreaded where they were heading, she was worried they'd end up at her sisters, or even worse, at her mothers. Sara, bet she's living a fucking perfect life Tiffany thought to herself, still envious of her beautiful sister after all the years without seeing her, not even knowing what her life was like now.

"Chucky...we're we going. Now we're here, we've got no where to go" asked Tiffany, fearing the worse, before adding "haven't you got any friends, or family"

"Trust me, Tiffany. You wouldn't like any of my family" swore Charles

"I bet they're better than mine" murmered Tiffany

"You know, Tiffany, there's only one place for us to go" sadly explained Charles

"Chu-"

"No, Tiffany" snapped Charles, before he explained "you've got to toughen up, we've got to survive, that's the only way, we will. Okay, Tiff". He glared at her as a tear rolled down her cheek, before he warned "if you don't like the plan, I'll head off on my own". Tiffany glanced at the pavement and kicked the gravel onto the road, before sighing tearfully "Okay, sweetie"

"You think, your mother stays in the same fucking trailer" asked Charles

"I don't know" mumbled Tiffany as she turned away and wiped away a tear

"Well, we'll have to find out" Charles insisted with a sinister smile, before walking towards Tiffany and slapping her on her buttocks, then laughing "lets get going". Tiffany walked silently beside Charles, she could feel the anger about to erupt, but she tried her best to settle it. I've got to relax she told herself, but she was shocked that Charles had given her an ultimatum, how could he do that? he knew what she'd suffered because of her mother. Now, she was being forced to see her mother, the woman she despised. "How could you do this" she wept as tears began rolling down her cheeks

"Shut-up, Tiffany" grunted Charles, before insisting "We'll be five fucking minutes, we ain't staying there. All we need, is to see if your sister has a place of her own. Okay, so fucking calm down"

"Chucky, my mother...she ruined my life"

"You got raped twice, who gives a shit"

"I give a shit" roared Tiffany, before she continued "It wasn't just rape, I lived in fear. Okay, Chucky"

"Fear...you don't know fear" chuckled Charles before spinning around and slamming her against the wall of a building

"What-are-you-doing" whimpered Tiffany

"Tiff, you don't know fear" acknowledged Charles, before asked as his eyes welled up with tears "how 'bout imagining this, being left outside in the freezing cold when you're only a kid. Even though you have a perfectly alright bedroom. Try to imagine, watching your whore mother get her arse beat, by your mean father"

"Okay, Chucky, okay" shrieked Tiffany, before Charles released her from his grip and she said "come on, Chucky. We better get going". The two walked for an hour before they found themselves in Tiffany's old neighborhood. It was still the same, it was still revolting, dangerous and filthy. All the people were still the same, hateful, scary and carrying weapons. Tiffany was shaking and terrified as she passed the shop, she was concerned Abhay still worked there, she wondered if he was still a "bastard". That evil bastard, thinks he can ruin lives, then still live normally. Bet I wasn't his last, bet there's girls all over the place, he'd took advantage off.

The trailer was still as awful as she remembered, still disgusting and horrid, it still made her grow fearful and worried. I'm not a little girl anymore, no one will make me suffer. Not anymore, I can protect myself. No one can touch me. Charles caringly hugged her, before whispering into her ear reassuringly "I'm here, I'll protect you" . Tiffany smiled before replying into his ear "I'd die for you". The then began caustiously walking towards the front-door, they stopped in front of it, before Tiffany reached out for the door handle. Tiffany swung open the door, Marilyn could never be bothered locking the door, she was simply to lazy to do it. "What's your moms name" asked Charles in a whisper

"Marilyn's no mother, we're only bonded by blood" answered Tiffany as she scanned the trailer. Inside it was just like when she left, except even more filthy, there were still stacks of dirty clothes and the floor was still hidden beneath mountains of empty bottles. "Disgusting drunk" sneered Tiffany

"Marilyn" yelled Charles as he banged his fists into the walls, before an ice cold chill crept up Tiffany's spine, when she heard the familiar voice of her mother. She slowly turned around, "mother" she muttered through her clenched teeth, when she noticed Marilyn staggering towards her. "Tiffany" she murmered as she reached out to stroke her daughters face

"Don't touch me" snapped Tiffany as she pushed away her mothers hand

"Wha-wh-why" stammered Marilyn

"What you did...no child should ever suffer" sternly replied Tiffany

"Girls, girls" interrupted Charles, before he added "we're here for one thing, okay. Marilyn, where the fuck, is your other daughter"

"Wh-who the fuck are you" angrily asked Marilyn as she snarled at Charles with disgust

"I'm Charles Lee Ray, I'm your daughters boyfriend" answered Charles with a friendly smile, before explaining calmly "now tell me, where the fuck is your daughter. Tell us now, then we'll be on our way"

"Fuck off" growled Marilyn as she reached for a bottle of whiskey, before taking a swig from it and cackling "bet he's not even your boyfriend, he'll probably be your fucking pimp. When you left, is that what you've been doing, whoring yourself"

"I've never done that" replied Tiffany before stating "I am not like you, you're a fucking slut. You're no mother"

"Okay" Charles interrupted once again, before snatching the bottle of whiskey from Marilyn, and told her "we'll be gone, once you tell us were Sara is"

"Leave now" ordered Marilyn, before demanding "give me back my drink"

"Tell us where she is, or I'll cut your tits off and shove 'em down your throat" snapped Charles as he thew the bottle against the wall, causing Tiffany and Marilyn to jump, before Tiffany smiled pleasurably.

Chapter 22 finished

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