Icy mate

Prolouge

Cold.

The same thing I've felt since I was a newborn baby.

I'm pale white as snow, the same goes for my hair, my grey eyes so emotionless.

They show no love.

No anything.

I am incapable of kindness.

I don't deserve it.

My mother proves so as writing it in her suicide note.

I was only four when I saw the light purple note posted on the refrigerator, I was a very smart girl who was able to read, write, and have the vocabulary of a thirty-year old adult.

Those words will forever be in my head.

'I can not handle this any more, I do not want to be tied down with a child, and having to take care of two, that I never wanted. I should've just put her in foster care but that would pin point me as a bad mother to the people we know. And Bella is incapable of love and kindness, she doesn't deserve my love or my kindness, she is nothing but a bock of ice, her body temperature is abnormal and she can't go outside unless it's cold, and we can't put the heat on unless you want her to suffocate. The last thing that I want to say is that I have cheated on you on the day of our honeymoon, and Bella is not your daughter, I fell in love with that man and we have been seeing each other since you've had those long meetings at work, but he wanted to have a family and I just didn't want that, I only wanted him, but

I'm sorry

I guess it just wasn't met to be

Sincerely

Rosella

Ever since my father read the note he looked betrayed, angered, he looked at me and then I deserved my first slap from him. I'd done nothing and it has come to this.

Being abused.

And un-loved.

I believe mother is wrong, I believe I am capable of kindness, when I was little I saw a white rabbit, a little white ball of fur.

It came to me a gave me comfort on the day of my mothers suicide, and my first slap.

For the first time I smiled.

It was small but I was glad that proved my mother wrong.

I was capable of kindness.

From that day forward I grew my kindness, and learned more emotions.

Such as sadness.

Pain

I felt a lot of that.

And fright.

Other than that I have been living in a house full of constant fear.

Fear of my Father and my Uncle. My father's fraternal twin brother but that doesn't make them any less alike.

They enjoy my pain, ever since Father have read the note I have been beaten without a second thought and when he got tired he rung up his brother , and told the situation, ever since Uncle has been living here helping his brother to ease the pain by saying his dead wife was a fool and that we should take it out on your so called daughter.

My life is nothing but pain

And I have to live with it.

I now know that people are cruel, they don't deserve my kindness just like I don't deserve theirs, my heart will just shatter like glass.

My heart is a block of ice.

And no one can break that.

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