The Haunted’s Kiss of Regret and Repentance

“You are a disgrace to this family! A slut like you should never even be allowed to live! What in hell were you thinking while that boy thrusts inside you over and over again, huh?! Did you just enjoy it and forget about your future?!”

My mom slapped me hard on my right cheek while I sat on my bed. I didn’t cry, I didn’t make any noise as I held my cheek with glossy eyes.

“How could I have raised a slut! This is…This is impossible. NO! I don’t have a whore for a daughter!”

My mother went to my study table and threw everything to the floor. My laptop, my pens and paper, my photo. She held the edge of the table and breathed heavily. I wiped a stray tear that fell from my eye as I saw my mother go crazy.

“Mom…” I whispered.

“No. Don’t call me that! I can’t believe I gave birth to a woman who would open her legs to a pathetic worm who has no future!” My mom threw a pencil case in my direction, and I was too shocked to avoid it.

The metal pencil case hit me on my shoulder, and I groaned in pain. I looked at my mother in shock, but instead of regret, her eyes held greater anger.

“If I had known that you were going to be born as a disgrace, I would have just tried harder to get you aborted as a child! You’re the reason why I was forced to be married to that father of yours!”

Mom grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled hard. I tried my best to get away, but she got on top of me and pulled harder on my clothes. My dress began to rip, and I couldn’t hold the tears that began to fall from my eyes.

“Mom, please! Don’t do this, please!” I tried to stop her hands from ripping my dress, and she continually shouted insults to me.

“You want to be slut for the family?! Here! Let me help you!” She grabbed my sleeves and pulled until it ripped. You could see my underwear inside, and I trembled in fear, disgust, and uselessness.

“Please, mom…” I whispered as she grabbed the hem of my dress and pulled it apart.

I saw the zipper rip in two and I was left with my lingerie, a torn upper dress, and the lower part was on the floor and torn to shreds. My mom was standing on the foot of my bead breathing heavily.

I cried as I tried to pull the covers and cover my half naked self. My tears kept falling as my trembling hands held on the covers. My mom pulled the covers, and I was left on top of the bed with torn clothes and my hands trying to cover myself.

“Sluts shouldn’t be ashamed to have torn clothes, so why are you covering yourself, huh?! You should have covered yourself before you became a permanent disgrace to this family!”

The matriarch of the family has lost her wits, and she took the family photo that fell on the floor. She threw it to the wall, and the glass frame shattered. I watched in horror and tears as she took the photo from the shattered frame and showed it to me.

I was at the right side of my father in the photo, and she ripped it. She removed me from the family, and she crumpled my torn photo. She watched me as tears fell from my eyes in pain and regret.

“As your mother, I am disgusted that I made you. As a person, I am disgusted by the whore you have become, and as the family’s Matriarch, I DISOWN YOU!”Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

My eyes grew in shock and I forced myself to stand up and held on to my mother’s wrist. She pushed me away, but I crawled and grabbed her ankle.

“Let go of my leg, you slut!”

She tried pulling my hair to get me to let go, but I held on with both hands while my body was on the floor. She tried kicking me, but I endured the pain. I didn’t want my mother to completely disown me.

“You won’t let go of me?!” Mom took the vase on the floor and threw it on my head as I collapsed, surrounded by my own blood. My eyes were closing, and the word was spinning. I tried to lift my hand but I didn’t have the strength.

“M-mom…please. M-mom…mom…”

I opened my eyes and I was on my bed with the covers up to my chin. My head was throbbing and I felt like it was about to explode. I didn’t move, but I looked around my room, and I saw that I was still in my room in my private villa on the island.

“You’re awake, sis. Oh my goodness, thank god.”

Izzy walked to the right side of my bed and sat beside me as she took my hand in hers. I looked at my hands and there were no scratches. I was so confused. I looked at the room and saw that nothing was out of place except my dress that was on a hanger beside my cabinet.

I checked the inside of the covers and I saw that I was wearing a nightgown. I looked at Izzy confusingly, and she took a deep breath before releasing it frustratedly.

“Shyne, please tell me you don’t have amnesia. I have been through enough troubles today, and I don;t think I can handle you having amnesia.”

I rolled my eyes and forced myself to sit up straight.

“Hey, don’t force yourself, sis. Are you sure you’re okay enough to sit up and you don’t have amnesia? That movie I saw made it seem like a person who faints can have amnesia if they hit their head hard enough.”

“Izzy, please stop talking. Thank you so much for worrying, but I have an unbelievable headache and all this talk of amnesia is making me think I want one too.”

Izzy hugged me hard, and as shocked as I was, I hugged her back. It wasn’t normal for us to hug things out, but it was nice to hug your sister back.

“Sorry, Shyne. I was just worried about you. But thank goodness you’re alright.” She lets go of me and we share a comfortable silence and smile to one another.

“Izzy, what happened?” I figured out that whatever mom did to me was just a dream.

“The twins, Trixie and Nixie had your past investigated and they attempted to tell dad about it to ruin you before you were introduced to the family.”

“What?! So the part where I collapsed while mom held a folder in front of the twins wasn’t a dream?!”

Izzy nodded as I laid on the headboard in shock. I was looking at my hands, and tears fell. Izzy wiped my tears as she held my hands in hers.

“Shyne, hey, sis, relax. I know that it seems like a terrible thing, but Earl and Alister were able to stop the twins and drag them inside the room. However, mom saw them, and everyone had a fight, and when I got inside the room, the twins were also showing mom the folder. A few seconds later, you also showed up, and you just fainted after mom shouted at you with insults.”

I was trying my best to calm myself as I realized that the twins now had something against me that could not just destroy my name, but my family. I was hyperventilating, and I felt like my heart was going to explode.

“Shyne, take a deep breath and relax. Mom was furious about what you did in the past, but she was also furious about the twins. Don’t worry, she was able to shut their mouths, and their parents were informed about their attempt to destroy the family.”

I looked at Izzy in confusion, and she nodded at my thought.

“The twin’s parents?”

“Yes. Mom had to blackmail them, because if the twins did what they intended to do, mom threatened that she would also destroy the twin’s reputation of being bigger sluts. Mom already had the twins investigated before because of what they attempted to pull during your birthday party a few years in the past. I don’t know what else mom found out, but I know that she was able to keep everyone’s mouth shut.”

“For now.” Mom was standing in the bedroom’s door.

“It’s good that you’re awake young lady.” My mom said with eyes of disappointment, and a slim smile that showed she was forcing herself to not hurt me.

“Mom, I-”

“Izzy, leave me and your sister, now.”

Izzy took my hand and gave it a squeeze before leaving.

“Mom.”

“Shut up. I don’t want to hear any words from you.”

My mom threw the folder of evidence on the foot of my bed. My eyes followed the folder and then looked back at her as she closed the door.

“Shyne, tell me, is this your way of destroying this family for a dick that’s now buried six feet underground?”