The Life of Amber Chambers

Chapter one: In God I will try and trust

WARNING CHILD ABUSE in this chapter! There are triggers here, I will never condone abuse of any child or anyone for that matter. If this will bother you, please do not read.

If you have read Charlotte you know that Amber's Family is very Catholic. Now if this bothers you, please do not read. There will be lots of mentions of the bible and explanations. Now I am going through OCIA at this time, if you are Catholic and something doesn't seem right please let me know. 

Amber POV********************************

"You bitch," Alexander yelled, I could smell the vodka from his breath as he grabbed my forearms and pulled me to his face to yell at me, "You are so ungrateful, I asked you to clean the damn house, how is that too hard to do. Before I got home." He yelled into my ear. He normally isn't drunk this early.

"B..but I had school today, I just got home an hour ago and have been cleaning. Y... you're home early."

He wasn't listening. He let go and grabbed my hair, pulling me with him to the living room and threw me against the wall hard, "You never learn do you."

"No, please, I'm sorry."

"No, you are not, you are sorry for being in trouble," he told me, "Jeans down and bend over the couch NOW!"

I did as he wanted, there was no point in fighting it would be worse if I didn't comply. I heard his belt. This was going to hurt so much. He didn't stop until I was limp, I had lost consciousness and was woken up by my head being shoved in cold water. He started yelling at me, I closed my eyes. 

"Did I say you could sleep?!" He yelled at me, he threw me into my bedroom, locking the door on his way out as I cried into the sheets. I can't. I can't keep doing this. Tomorrow. I...I have to try. I looked at the sky.

"Why do you hate me so much?" I asked God, I am not really religious. We don't go to Church. Right now though I wanted to blame someone for my pain. I laid there, it hurt so much to move. I have school tomorrow. I will do it then, I will ask. If they can't help me, then......then I....I want to go see Mom. I moved and got onto my knees, I haven't done this before. I have to try.

"Please," I prayed, "please send me to someone who will love me. I can't keep doing this."

I fall into a deep restless and painful sleep. Morning came too fast for me, my door flew open and I sat up fast. 

"Get your lazy ass up and get out!"

I hurried to put on clothes and grabbed my bag. It hurt so much to move, it hurt to think. My body hurt all over. I didn't get dinner last night, and he hurried me out of the house so I didn't get breakfast. When I got to school I hurried to the lunch room, in the morning the lunch lady would give me something free, but it was a new lunch lady, and she looked at me.

"You don't have any money on your account, you'll need to contact your parents to fill it."

"I...he won't though," I tried.

"Sorry, no money, no food."

"Is there anything that no one wants?"

She watched me looking at my arms, I hadn't worn a long sleeve today, my mistake, and the woman from behind the counter grabbed a PB and J from the back. Handing it to me with milk.

"I'll pay for her meal," she said to the lady behind the computer. "You can put this on her account."

 "Thank you so much," I said then turned and ran off to eat before class. I was still hungry after, but I would need to wait until Lunch to get anything....if she will give me something free again. I paused. I looked at my forearm, maybe? I looked at the principal's office sign. Students had painted it for him, for the new students on campus who didn't know where to find him.