The Child forsaken by God part 1

In the air, Marlena's plane was going steady. Not a single turbulence. She was still leaning her head against the cabin's window while she thought about her precious little boy. Oh, how he used to love to come visit her.

When he was little, they would spend hours together. At the time, his love for her was, in one word 'unconditional.

Brian had even given her the most precious nickname, "Gran-Gran." He had stolen it from a show he had been obsessed with, none the less, Marlena treasured it all the same.

To this day, she still yearns for the day when he will again call her like that. She hopes for it to be soon, rather than later.

'Yeah, soon, those words will come out of his mouth again, I know it.'

'He still loves me; he's only confused; that's all.'

'Don't worry, beloved, grandma is coming, and this time no one will kip us apart.'

'And if they try hehehe...

With heated breath, she laughed, killing intent flowing out of her like water. She then closed her eyes and went back to those happy days.

Marlena thought about how Brian would burst with pure joy every time they saw each other; she too would let affection show on her face, something she never allowed anyone else to see. However he had always been her 'kryptonite.

Other than him, no one had ever made her heart swell before, not even her own children... so he was the only person who's heart she had open for.

Brian had been everything to her, and the same could be said for him too. After all, he's mom was the worst at the time. Something they both shared, maybe that's why she felt so close to him and wanted him all to herself.

They had been each other's happy place for as long as Marlena could remember. In this Godforsaken world, Brian had always been her sun, the light at the end of the tunnel. Especially since her own son, Brian's father, had always been a good-for-nothing drunk. He had recently been sent to prison for almost killing a guy at a bar somewhere and had left her all alone, something she was painfully used to... not only loneliness but also abandonment.

When she had turn fifteen, her parents had sold her to a man who would rape and abused her every night.

That man had changed her life forever.

His name, William Anderson.

The memory of that afternoon suddenly invaded her mind.

"Honey, this nice man is going to take care of you from today onwards, please behave and be a good girl, okay?"

What?

I'm not leaving, especially not with this Pervert!

Marlena! Apologize immediately!

I will not! Just look at him. He can't look any shadier!

You ungrateful child!

Apologize right now!

'Never!

Pia! Pia!

Both slaps came faster then Marlena could react, her face swelled up and painful tears came out. Her anger grew, but she was hopeless to do anything.

All she could do was glare at them both and, hope God wouldn't forsake her.

Pay her no mind, Mr. Anderson, she didn't mean it, and of course, she'll love to accompany you on your travels.

The man smiled and waved his hand... a way of saying he didn't take it to heart.

Marlena, prepare your stuff you're leaving with Mr. Anderson.

"But mom, I don't want to go with him! "I wanna stay here with you and Dad."

"Why do you want me to leave, and on my birthday? You don't love me anymore, is that it?"

Did I do something wrong?

A look of pure desperation developed on little Marlena's face, the lump on her throat was getting bigger and bigger. She felt trapped like there was no way out of this unforeseen situation. Her life as she knew it was forcibly taken away by a complete stranger.

After hearing that, her mother's face softened a little, and she spoke with a gentler tone.

"Oh, Baby, of course, we love you, but we can't take care of you the way Mr. Anderson can.

Your father and I love you, unconditionally, that's why we decided you should go with Mr. Anderson, so you can have your best chance and a brighter future.

T-that's...

"Honey, this is a good thing, you're going to meet new people, and you'll be able to travel and live in the big cities like you always dreamed of."

This is the best birthday gift we can ever give you.

I-IM...

I'M NOT GOING!

That enough, young lady! Your leaving with Mr. Anderson, and that's final. Remember, 'Mother knows best.

Tears filled her eyes, and a pain she never knew devour her body and soul. It was unbearable, but there was nothing she could do a decision had been made.

When her mother made up her mind about something, NO ONE was able to make her think otherwise.

Final meant finale. It had always been like that with her, especially when she said those three words 'Mother Knows Best'.

At that moment, Marlena swore to never let anyone hurt her like this again. So she closed her heart and decided to never let anyone in ever again. However, all that vanished the day Brian was born.

Mr. Anderson was a ruthless man. He raped and abused her regularly, day or night; it didn't matter. He had no remorse what so ever.

Her mother was right about one thing, though, the man deed traveled a lot for work... so she got to see all sorts of cities, and yes, she met lots and lots of different people.

However, his job was as disgusting as it could get, but what could anyone expect from a pig like him.

Mr. Anderson ran his own little prostitution and drogues empire, and when Marlena turned seventeen, she too was forced into that life.

Every day was a struggle. All sorts of men would come into that cramped, dank room given to her by 'the pig'. She would then be raped twenty to thirty times daily.

All she had to her name was a yellow blanked to sleep and Kleenex's box to wipe off the sperm.

She needed power and money if she wanted to survive. Without those, escaping here was futile. So after years of practice and learning about the male body and genitalia, she became the best prostitute in town and the most desired one at that. The men who would sleep with her felt like they had a little taste of heaven after just one night.

She became like a drogue; everyone wanted, no, needed.

So, of course, her standing with the bosses grew. That's how she met the man who changed her life forever, Alexander Brown.

He was a VIP. The man had money to burn. He owns a huge oil company named Brown Petroleum and Chemical Corp. BPC for short.

After one night, Alexander felled deeply in love with Marlena, and like most men, he too thought with his prick. She played her cards right and in a matter of days... he left Fiona and made Marlena his wife instead.

Of course, he never told anyone where they had met. After all, he was someone of a higher class... so no one could ever know.

Alexander had exactly what she needed, Money and Power. So, of course, Marlena didn't mind one bit. Actually, this was perfect. She could start anew.

They lived together for five years. Marlena learned all she could about the company and how to run it, then she began her big plan to murder her husband.