Val
I've never wanted to tell anyone about what I endured with my family before. I thought about it, of course, but I was terrified of so many situations that I could've found myself in. Not to mention I was scared for my brothers and sisters.
Not my mother, though.
She stayed, when she should've left. So many times she should've left.
But she never cared about anything other than making my father happy, and serving her Lord. I harbor a lot of anger toward her, and I'm unsure of how I'll react if I see her again. Collecting my thoughts, I tangle my fingers in Vaughn's shirt.
"I don't know where I should start."
"At the beginning, it's always the best. For me the beginning for you, is why you left. It could actually be classified as your ending, but you decided to change your life."