Page 154 of Toxic Wishes

As I walk past him, he says, “You going to your football player's house? What tricks did you pull to land that one?”

I continue walking.

“Must say. Pretty impressed. They always do say the ugly ones are good at sucking dick.”

I stop dead in my tracks.

“Go to hell. Oh wait, I’m sure you are already there.”

Within seconds, he’s pushing me up against the wall. “You little shit. So ungrateful.”

He’s so close I can smell the alcohol on his breath.

“ I didn’t have to raise you as my own. Instead of feeling sorry for yourself because you found out you were born from rape, why don’t you give me the respect I deserve. Because if it were up to me, you would have been gone a long time ago.”

His eyes were bloodshot, and I could tell he’d been drinking well before I got here. But I don’t let him scare me, not this time. I remain calm.

“Why did you keep me? Why didn’t you just give me up for adoption? I’m sure I would have had a better life if you did. Maybe I could have had parents who acted like I existed.”

“You bitch!” He spits in my face.

I wipe it away, glaring at him now.

“And because of your mother,” he taunts in a haughty tone. “She didn’t want to. She said we would learn to love you, that you were still our child since you were a part of her. But all I saw was my brother. That piece of shit that I knew I shouldn’t have helped. But he was a fuck up, just like you. A mistake just like you.”

A Mistake.

That one word hit me like a ton of bricks, and I try to hold back my emotions. I want to let the tears come flowing out because I felt a little guilty for being so hard on my mom, but the truth is she chose my dad over me. She could have left. She could have fended for herself and taken my sister with us. But she decided to pick this comfortable lifestyle over keeping her daughter safe.

“Interesting because now that I know the story, it makes me wonder.”

He squints his eyes at me as if he’s trying to understand what I’m saying.

“You ever ask yourself if mom liked it? Maybe your brother's dick was more satisfying, and it’s why she still ended up cuming and letting him finish inside her. It's probably why she got pregnant from just one time with him. You guys tried lots of times and never did,” I shrugged my shoulders. “Guess fuck ups give the best fucks.”

I had no idea if what I was saying was true, but I wanted to hurt him. Leave his head as clouded as mine has been all these years. And I know these words may make him angry, but I was prepared for him to get mad.

“How dare you, you bitch!” He raises a hand at me, and A voice stops him

“Micheal!”

We both turn to see my mom.

It looks like she just had her hair done recently, and looks beautiful. “Get the fuck away from her, what is wrong with you?”

“Oh, don’t act like you care now, Ashley.” He leans off of me, and I step aside quickly.

“Don’t forget all the times you bitched and wined when you said she ruined your body. The demon child ruined your body, blah blah blah.”

“You’ve been drinking again, haven’t you?”

I walk past my mom, and she grabs my wrist.

“Wait.” She says.

I turn to face her.

“Where are you going?”

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