Fixing Their Shattered Princess

Chapter 4

I wipe away the tears that were flowing down my face. Why am I even crying over her, I though, she did nothing for me to show she cares. I try to sit up but I'm pulled back down onto the couch. I try again, but the same thing happens. I turn my head slowly to look at what pulled me and I see Ian's sleeping face. Aww he looks so cute. He slowly started opening his eyes and I'm looking directly into his mesmerizing dark brown eyes. His eyes roam my face and widen slightly when he realizes that I had been crying. Ian pulls me into a hug as he sits up.

"Gemma, what's wrong? What happened? Oh My God!! Did jack hurt you?!? If he did, I swe-" I giggle causing Ian to stop at the beginning of his rant.

"Ian, don't worry I won't let Jack touch me...ever."

"Then what happened? What caused my Gembug to cry?"

    "I had a nightmare about my mom's flight crashing and burning," I choked out. I could feel the tears staring to form again.

    "Hey Gembug, it'll be alright. I'm here now. C'mon let's check the news just incase if anything did actually happen." Ian got the TV remote and turned it on changing to the news channel. On the news, the reporter was talking about a plane that had crashed last night and that so far there are no known survivors. He turned and walked up to a flight attendant and started asking her questions (A/N: I'm too lazy to write out the dialogue.) I gasped in surprise when I heard her voice realizing hat it was my mom. She was going on about how her "friend" begged her to switch flights so she could return home to her fiancé a week earlier.

That means she's not coming home for...for another week, I thought.

Yeah no dip shitlock. Oh dear Lord the fücking chihuahua is back.

Oh shut up I'm missing what she's saying, I spit back.

The reporter asks my mom if she wanted to say any words to her family to show that she is okay. She answered, and I quote, "I have no one, no family, no one that I care about." Hearing this mad me so mad.

"What?!? WHAT THE ACTUAL FÜCK!!!! I AM HER DAUGHTER!!" I jumped off of the couch and ran into the kitchen.

"Gemma! Stop!" I hear Ian yell. I turn to my right running down the hallway with all of the family photos on the wall. I turn into the bedroom I woke up in yesterday. I slam the door shut and lock it. I lean my forehead against it as I scream out of anger and frustration. My hands curl into fists thinking about how I've been treated by my mom, all the names she has called me, all the times she has humiliated me both in and out of public. With each thought I slam my fist into the door I look at the door and see blood specks on it, I look at my hands...I split almost all of my knuckles open.

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Heyy so I know it's kind of short but I figured it was time to push the writers block and just try to get some chapters done so here ya go