Problem Child

My eyes burned,the residue of my black mascara clumped my lashes together,and
mixed with my tears.
My mind reeled as I slowly came too,My heart beating quick with the whoosh of a
ceiling fan,overhead.
Madeningly slowly,I peeped my green eyes open.

An orange glow radiated from my left side,My eyes drifting to the blinding brightness.
A large picture window filled the wall,ripped white curtains,drifted with the breeze of
the fan.

"Well well well!"A voice came from my right.
My body imediatly thrashed that way,the sudden jolt of pain in my head hit like
electricity coursing through me...And I remembered that voice.

"Otis Driftwood."I smiled to myself,Dropping my head to the side,to see a man's lithe
frame leaning against the shut door.
"God damn me to hell!"I smiled to myself,arching my back,against the binding around my
wrists.
"Youve already been to hell."Otis scoffed,Walking towards me.A look of disgust playing
on his face.
I turned away,but he grabbed me by my hair."Listen up and listen good,you fucking bitch."
He spat,Full of venom and bile.
"I listened to you long enough honey."I spat back,Blowing him a kiss through my split
puffy lips.
He roughly threw my head down onto the mattress,smacking me across my face.
"Oh baby you gotta knock that off."I whispered seductively,as I cracked my jaw back into
place,"Your really getting me hot."
"Shut the fuck up!"He screamed,Inches from my face,visibly irritated,As he thrust himself
on top of my hips..
He bent down,Forcing his mouth onto mine,and his tongue between my lips...His dirty breath,
and sweaty scent made me choke,as I writhed under him...He grinded his hips into mine,his
hard cock throbbing against my stomach.
He pulled up,bloody,from my lips dripped down his chin...He cocked an eyebrow...
"Damn girl,I remember you better then that."He said,curling his lip in disgust.
I held back,Pushing myself into the mattress with his weight,looking into his eyes above me.
Silence enveloped the room.
The warm glow from the window heated the room,as drops of sweat formed on Otis's brow.

"God damn it!"He screeched after a few moments,spinning around and standing back up
on the floor.
I watched him under my arm,as he stormed off to the window.
"Otis."I whispered,a bit of blood trickling from my bottom lip.
"Shut up."He snapped over his shoulder.
"Otis."I said again,as I tried to tilt my head up enough to sit up a bit.
His bloody face turned to mine."What?"He asked,throwing his hands up.
"Why'd you bring me back?"I questioned.

He was silent for a long time.
Just his breathing and the whoosh of that ceiling fan filled the room.

Suddenly he turned and stormed out the door.
"Otis!"I screamed,"OTIS!Get your Sorry Fucking Ass Back here you piece of shit!"I

I writhed there for a long time...Screaming and choking through tears...
Finally I calmed down after what seemed like years of screaming.
I assume I passed out for awhile,cause when I came to it was dark,except for a small lamp in
the corner of the room,a lamp,with a little ballerina on it...

"OTIS!"I called in a lat ditch effort,my throat hoarse and sore,like it had been grated with
sand paper...

I fell into the pillow,as I waited for a response to my call,a little noise,echoed from outside,
"Otis?"I whispered loud,turning my head to the door,My numb arms,suddenly awoke,as
the door knob creaked with a turn."Otis..."I whispered again,The tingle of feeling slowly
took over my body,just a slight warmth,an anxiety of sorts,waking up all my senses.

The door slowly opened,My eyes feel half open,my lips parted..."Otis?"I asked again,in a soft
voice,dropping my head back on the mattress,watching the door under my arm...

Suddenly it flung open,slamming into the wall behind it,and resonating through the tin of the old
bed frame.It was not Otis.

"My baby is home!"Mama cried her bright pink lips curved in a big smile,her arms,draped in
chiffon and marabou feathers were wide open,as she came at me full force..."Oh my baby darling!"
She cooed,slathering my bloody face with lipsticky kisses.

"Mama."I smiled awkwardley,kissing her cheeks back,as she hugged me."How you been doing?"
I smiled through gritted teeth,the memories of how demented this family really was flooded back.
"Im good sugar."She smiled"We are all good."She said,her face meeting mine..."Now you know
we had that trouble with the law,you heard about?"She asked,raising an eyebrow at me
I lowered my head...
"Its all alright baby...Your back,and you arent going no where this time."She smiled,her curvy
frame enveloping mine,with a long hug,I sunk myself deep into the mattress,her sugar sweet venom,
scared me more then Otis' blatant insanity.
A moment passed,as I watched her features,so made up and fake...She smiled bright,and cooed in her
throat.
She slowly reached down,patting my stomach,her long nails tapping lightly on my skin,exposed
through my ripped white tank top."Now thats all in the past sugar."She said,Her voice lowering,
as she stroked her nails across my skin.
I gulped low in my throat..My eyes lowering...
"I know your sorry honey pie."She cooed,"You wouldnt do nothing like that no more would ya honey?"
"Im sorry mama."I whispered low,my chin bumping my breast bone,as I spoke,my arms still tightly bound
above my head.
"Now darling,You think you can handle a nice dinner?Or are you just gonna pout all night?"She
asked,playfully slapping her hand against my stomach,as she stood up,walking whiskfully to the closet,
her hips swaying in her pink marabou heels.
She went to the white closet,across from the bed.
I pulled myself back,drawing my knees up closer,and lightly pulling at my resttrained wrists.
"Now dont you worry bout nothin,sugar,we're gonna take care of everything."She smiled,again,
opening the closet door,dust came billowing out.
"Oh."She coughed "Dear,I guess we havent been using this room too much...Since you been gone."
She said,clearing her throat...
"Darling,you wanna wear your red dress?"She asked,turning to me.
I shakelly nodded,and smiled,my heart beating a mile a minute...how did I end up
here?