Step Mother

Step Mother

Her step mother hated her. And she didnt know why. She dreaded coming home each day. As you could cut the atmosphere with a knife. She had tried to get along with her. She really had. She had tried to please her but she got nothing in return but put downs and dirty looks. She had sat in the lounge with them at night to try and keep the peace. To show she was trying..if only for her father. But her step mother always drove her away. And her father said nothing.

She felt so lost and lonely. She so badly wanted to live with her mother. But her father had wanted to keep an eye on her grades. And that was the whole reason for this torment. The bitch was jealous that her father cared for her. And she would do anything to split them up. She did not have to wait long. One night the bitch drank too much. She started an arguement about her with her father. She ended up grabbing a knife from the drawer and trying to stab him. Then she drove off threatening to kill herself if he ever left her. The girl was shocked. This woman was crazy.

So she retreated to her bedroom. It was her only haven and escape. She listened to the radio as she had no television or computer and would write poems of hatred and dispair. She only left her room to shower and to eat. She refused to even do her dishes wih them. She would wait until the kitchen was silent. Then would creep out and wash up her dishes and put them neatly away. So 'the bitch' as she called her, could not say a word.

Why did her father stay with this mad woman? She suspected her father was being blackmailed to stay with her. Blackmailed by her threatening to kill herself and if she did her father would have to live with the guilt.

said nothing. At least she knew who his choice was. She had just lost a father and him a daughter. For his weakness had disappointed and hurt her so much there would never be forgiveness. She tried to accept he needed someone to settle down with and that she would move on as she got older but it still hurt her that he was so weak. Her mother welcomed her with open arms. And that was good enough for her. She hoped her step mother would be happy now. She had her father all to herself. And the girl hoped they both had a miserable life. copyright gothgirl 2008

copyright gothgirl 2008

So when her step mother returned the next day she packed her bags. Gave her a glare she would never forget. And received one back in return. And asked her father to take her to her mothers. With tears in her eyes she saw her father standing there not saying a word. It hurt her more than anything. And when her father dropped her off there, he still