| Mother's Day: Part 2; Ft. Nicole Hamilton | |
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| Ashley Maldano | May 24 2017, 09:54 PM Post #1 |
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![]() “Mother’s Day: Part 2” Starring: Ashley Maldano Ft. Nicole Hamilton Ashley’s Detroit House It was a long day. A day that was supposed to be a special big day for me, turned into another day I just wanted to go to bed and sleep till everything was over and ended. The worst part about it? Part of it was brought on by someone that was supposed to be out of my life. The other part was brought on by the love of my life. As I sat in the quiet darkness of my room, my back was leaning against the wall and I felt the cold hardwood floor beneath me. My head was fuzzy and I couldn’t think straight. I just wanted this day to either be over or never had happened, but there was nothing I could do to change it. I felt broken and defeated….and for the first time in a while I didn’t know what I was going to do. To start out my day I had the delight of waking up to my daughter giving me a card and a handwritten poem that she made special for me. It was my first mother’s day being a mom and spending it with my daughter was all I wanted. But of course I couldn’t have one good day without it being ruined by something. To my surprise Nicole...of all people showed up with Lilly’s birth mother and my “aunt”, Christine. I couldn’t believe it. After everything that I went through to get my daughter, after having Nicole show up in court and literally use my past against, she showed up on Mother’s Day of all days. Why couldn’t she let me have this one day? This one day of peace? She was selfish. She didn’t care about anyone but herself and making my life miserable. It’s been that way since I could remember. She had a few decent moments in her life, but the bad outweighed the good almost every damn time. If that didn’t fuck up my head enough, I had to find out on Twitter...of all places...that the man that I was madly in love with got another girl pregnant...again. Just my luck right? No matter how upset...and hurt I was...the only thing running through my head was my relationship with Blake. Could I go on any longer being broken and hurt? Any normal girl wouldn’t be able to handle this...over two years of this...but here I was. Still here. Broken...torn apart...mentally and emotionally fucked up...but still here. I just don’t understand how and why. How could this happen...again...and why. Why did it have to happen every time? Why was I always getting hurt when I literally give my everything and all to him? I couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t take anymore of anything. I was sick of being hurt and sick of being taken advantage of. Enough was enough...and it was about time that people stopped treating me like shit when I don’t deserve it. Starting with Nicole. As I got up and walked over to the mirror, I looked at my reflection. The strong girl that people looked at was now a broken, crying mess. Mascara down my face, my hair a mess and my eyes redder than when I hit the bong, I couldn’t look at myself like this any longer. I’m better than this. I deserve more than this. I shouldn’t be in this shape. Wasting no time I reached over to grab some makeup wipes to clean my face, scrubbing the black eye makeup off and away, and threw my hair up in a bun on top of my head. Tonight things were going to change..and I wasn’t going to take no for answer. Once I got myself cleaned up, I looked down at my clothes making sure they were decent enough, before heading out of my room listening to the sounds of Christine and Jerry talking to Lilly, and Nicole arguing with Michelle. I immediately walked into the kitchen where Nicole and Michelle were arguing, before stopping dead in my tracks as they looked at me silently. Nicole looked at me, trying to walk towards me but Michelle stopped her in her tracks coming up to me first, pushing Nicole away. ”Ashy...are you hungry? You missed dinner...I saved you a plate...you need to eat..you haven’t been sleeping and you didn’t eat all day...I’m worried about you...please please eat something…” Michelle said to me with concern, before I put my hand on her shoulder looking in her eyes. ”Micha, I’m fine. But I need you to get Lilly ready for bed, okay? I need to go have a walk and talk with Nicole.” I said, glaring up at her. ”We won’t be long, and they won’t be here much longer. If they give you any problems I have Bianca’s number on the fridge. She’s coming over later and already offered to come over early as a reinforcement if we needed.” I laugh, before looking at her as she speaks. ”Okay...but we are talking later...you’ve….dealt with a lot today…” She says, before walking into the living room leaving me alone with the devil herself. ”So you’re giving in to me, huh? Let’s go. I knew you would see things my way Ashley Hamilton. Come on.” Nicole says, grabbing my arm pulling me out the back door with her as I follow slowly behind her, glaring at her...skull. My eyes saw red and my mind was blurry. I couldn’t shake this feeling of wanting to...end her completely...but I kept my composure, walking outside with her. We seemed to walk in silence for a good while as we headed down blocks and blocks, before she finally spoke. ”I’m glad you’re taking the time to talk to me. Ashley I want to fix our relationship before it is too late to be fixed. We don’t have much more time left before things become impairable.” She says, looking at me. I look at her with a plain face, showing no emotion. Her words meant shit...just like they always did and just like they always would. Nothing she said to me meant anything anymore. She was dead to me. ”I didn’t want to upset you today. But deep in your heart Ashley you know that I did the right thing. That little girl deserves to see her mother. You aren’t her mother...you aren’t. You didn’t give birth to her, you didn’t raise her. You came in when it was convenient. I am a lot of things, but I’m not the type of person who tears a family apart. Ashley...why can’t you see and understand everything I do and have done? I’ve done for you. Nobody else cares or looks out for you like I do. Boaz and Miguel? Miguel is a follower. He doesn’t have a mind of his own. And Boaz? He wants you to hate me. He wants you to pretend that you have this good thing going...but Ashley he is using you. As soon as it is convenient for him? He will kick you to the curb and destroy you because he has your mind wrapped around his finger. How can you even look and think of him as a brother to you? He flipped out on you on twitter because he had a bad day and almost left you then. You believed his bullshit apology instead of realizing he can have another outburst again and do the same. He doesn’t care about you. Once you move up to Subversion and he goes to Defiance? That “family” is history. I can already see him straying away from you and slowly slipping away….by choice.” Nicole says, walking down the alley looking up at the dark sky studying the moon. Ironically it seemed to be a full moon...which would probably explain why the devil felt the need to visit me and ruin my night. ”And don’t even get me started on Blake. I’ve been telling you the same shit for over two years. He doesn’t care about you. He’s another one using you. He would rather go fuck every girl with a pulse and vagina than commit to you. How could you even want someone like that? You were better off with Jesse...because at least Jesse thought of you like an actual queen and never dare looked at another woman. While your “love” was knocking up useless whores, making you look stupid in front of everyone, you moped and waited around like a lost puppy just waiting to be the bed warmer for him. Zero McHannon was absolutely right about that...and the sad part is you could have had Zero. You could have had Zero and you could have had Jesse...two men who actually liked you but you ignored them for someone who literally turned you into this fucked up thing. Don’t you see it? Don’t you see the common variable here?” She said, looking at me. ”I warned you. I tried to help you. Haven’t you learned yet to trust and listen to me and believe me? I am the only person who has your best interest at heart. You…” I cut her off before she could finish. ”Shut up….Jesus fucking christ...for once in your goddamn life just shut the fuck up Nicole.” I said, stopping in my tracks watching her turn around and look at me. ”I am SO sick to my stomach of you. I hate you. I fucking hate you with every fiber in my body. I honestly wish that instead of Dad getting shot at work, it was you that died.” I say coldly, before stepping closer. ”You have been on my case ever since I could remember and you don’t give a shit about anyone but yourself. How dare you come to MY HOUSE uninvited on MY Mother’s Day and ruin this for me. You don’t know shit about me...because if you did...you would remember perfectly well exactly what I am capable of.” I said, before lunging forward wrapping my hands around her throat, pushing her against a wall slamming her head into the brick. My eyes locked in with hers as I squeezed and squeezed, feeling breaths escape her lips as I repeatedly slammed her head against the brick, listening to her groan and try to push me away….but my anger and adrenaline must have been too much, because she wasn’t going anywhere. ”How dare you talk about aspects of my fucking life that you think you have a right talking about or think you know anything about. You sent Jesse to my house that day and were responsible for him beating the shit out of me again. Do you have any idea how that feels? To be violated in your own house? Your home is supposed to be your safety zone but for me it was almost my place of death. If the cops and ambulance didn’t show up, do you realize he would have kept going and I probably wouldn’t be here? I lost a lot of blood that night...all thanks to you.” I said, squeezing harder watching her face turn a bright shade of red. ”And Miguel and Boaz? How fucking dare you. They have been more of a family to me than you have been in your entire life. You’re a jealous bitch who sees me successful and happy and that people actually give a shit about me unlike they did with you and that KILLS you inside. And Blake..” I shake my head, before slamming her skull against the wall again, this time harder and I scream out louder. ”I fucking needed a sister all this time to talk to about this. You don’t think that I’ve been broken since we broke up about all this? You don’t think that I’ve been MISERABLE for two years desperately trying to get him back? I’ve been called every name in the book, I’ve been insulted left and right and I’ve been confronted by girls that he’s slept with and had them RUB IT IN MY FUCKING FACE….and did I have a sister to turn to talk about it with? To have SOMEONE to try and calm me down? No. I didn’t. I didn’t have ANYONE. YOU were supposed to be there….but because it wasn’t about Nicole, it didn’t matter. Instead you added to the pain and stress. YOU ADDED TO IT!” I scream out, slamming her head down harder again, choking her harder listening to her gasp for air and mercy. ”I’m done with you. I mean it this time. No more games. No more random appearances. Your time is done. Your day has come and the time for Nicole to be forgotten has come. It’s time for Ashley to start thinking about herself and be selfish….and that’s starting with you.” I said, giving her neck one last good squeeze before letting go, watching her small body crumble to the ally ground. I looked down at Nicole coughing and trying to breathe, but something came over me. My foot quickly kicked her gut, watching her grab it and scream out. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. My head fuzzed up as I stomped down on her body over and over again, her screams tuning out of my head and turning silent as I forgot where I was for a moment, and just had one goal in mind. As my boot continues to stomp on her body, I fall to the ground and mount myself on top of her, punching her head and face left and right. As I scream out and shut my eyes, I don’t notice the pain I’m inflicting on her, or hear her screams as I beat her down. She stops moving and fighting back, allowing my fists to overpower her. As time goes by, I finally let out one giant scream, before laying one final blow across her head. My breathing has increased and my hands are shaking. As I finally get my wobbling legs to cooperate with me, I stand up and breathe hard, finally opening my eyes. To my horror, I see a bloodied, bruised and beaten Nicole lying in a pool of her own blood, struggling to catch her own breath as I look down...emotionless. I don’t feel. No sorrow. No sympathy. No fear. For the first time in a long time….I feel nothing. ”Stay away from me. Stay away from Lilly. And stay away from anything that has to do about me. Or I will make you disappear and make it look like an accident. I’m letting you have today...but if you pull anymore shit with me Nicole...I swear to god...I will make tonight feel and look like a dream.” I say, breathing hard before kicking my boot lightly rolling her over, making her face up to me as best as she could in her condition. As I turn to walk away, I look down the alley and start walking. My hands and legs were still shaking and I tried to process what I had just done. I looked down at my bloody hands, wiping them on my pants before turning the corner, quickly crossing over to the next alley taking the long way back avoiding all major traffic areas just in case. The entire walk I couldn’t not wrap my head around what I had done, hopefully taking the demon out of my life forever. With one downfall of my day taken care of...it was now time to take care of the other. I had had enough, and it was time I thought about my happiness and what I should have done a while ago. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone with my hand that was finally cleaned off with blood that was now on my pants, before scrolling down the messages looking for one specific name. There was still time to make the most of this day. Two years was a long time...and I was done waiting. |
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