I'm His Property Whether I Like It Or Not

Chapter Three - Goodbyes are the hardest

It's been a month since I was told the news that I was now property of the man named Christopher. I kept looking at the paper that Chester had given me and just kept reading it over and over again. It simply said 

"Amy Henson would lovely be Christopher's new wife. As it stricly says in this paper." 

They made it clear that I had no chose to what I was going to do, I didn't know these people, and really hoped that I would have got to know more about Chris and everything about him but now I was forced to marry him just cause my mother had signed a contract saying she would trade me to have her children's father next to them. I threw my pillow across the room and screamed at the top of my lungs, I was so angry and would never forgive what my mother had done to me. I fell back onto my bed and felt as if I could breath, I started crying heavy and curled up into a ball, I grabbed onto my blanket and just cried my eyes out. My door flew opened and it startled me that I let out a a little scream. It was my mom and she looked angry but kind of weak 

"listen little girl, I don't have time for your bullshit, you've been acting like this ever they had told you that you belonged to them. You need to clean your act up before someone thinks your crazy" 

"I am crazy, I'm dreaming that my mom is yelling at me just because I hate the idea that she traded me for a man." 

She just rolled her eyes and walked out and slammed the door. I threw myself hard into bed again and looked at the door. Hoping that my father walked in wanting to hug me to make me feel better again. I began singing a little song I made up with him when I heard a small knock on my door. I knew that only meant Stephanie was there. She came in and shut the door behind her. She walked up to my bed to see my eyes swollen from all the tears that I had given. I smiled and she hugged me quickly. I hugged her back and we stood like that for a while until she let go and looked at me 

"when are you leaving?" 

"Tonight" 

"I'm going to miss you" 

"aw, goodbyes are the hardest when you miss me" I smiled 

"but I'm really going to miss you Amy" 

I pulled her in for a hug again. We let go when we heard someone clearing their throat. We looked towards the door and there was Chris. Stephanie gave me a kiss on the cheek and went running past him to her bedroom 

"wow she's really fast you know" 

"She was raised by me, don't you think" 

He rose an eyebrow and laughed "why would she need to run fast?" 

"After we took candy from a candy store" 

He rose both eyebrows and laughed even harder. 

"Chris, just a question before all the marriage things happen, how did this all happen?" 

He cleared his throat and began talking to me as if he was a social studies teacer saying a lecture "no lying?" 

"nope no lying, I want all truth, even if I feel bad" 

"are you?" 

"Am I what?" 

"Going to feel bad?" At that moment I thought, why would he care if I felt bad. 

"Just tell me," 

He cleared his throat again.

"11 years ago, your father died, my uncle arrived to our house telling my father everything from his trip, but he did mention that he stopped by a families house, and a soilder went to pay his respects. He also mentioned how there was a woman who was crying of all the pain she had felt. And how there was a little girl who looked very sad of all the actions happening. He told me in private that he felt as if you meant something for the family. I didn't believe it cause you didn't know me and neither did I know you. That night my uncle and I passed your house to notice you sitting there crying holding that charm bracelet that you showed me. Once I saw you I felt has if my future had to be with you. Even though you was only 6, my father had spoken to you mother about Richard. You had just turned 7, when your mom had signed the contract after giving love in many ways to Richard. I didn't want you feeling any way, or us feeling like raising you. So we decided to give your mother a few more years with you. Your mother was to egear to have Richard by her side. When you turned 9 years old, you mother gave birth to your step sister. Both you and Stephanie stood together. I wanted you mines already but had to wait. When they had told me that it was time to go meet you, I was surpised when I saw you, -" I cut him off before he finished