Reece and Agatha nosleep

It all started when my boyfriend moved into a house with some roommates. The house was very old, and honestly I was surprised it was still standing. The four corners of the house each had piles of brick that have fallen from the house. the columns that supported it we're all leaning so terribly that a strong gust of wind could knock them down, and living in Oklahoma that was a strong possibility. Although the structure and the outside of the house was decrepit, the inside was large and roomy enough for my boyfriend and his roommates, who happen to have a little girl.

My boyfriend had shortly before met his new roomates. He had started a new job recently and became friends easily with the father. With both parties being financially unable to afford a place of their own, moving in together was a solid idea. I even thought it best at the time. Now I'm not sure if the thousands of dollars I've already spent in therapy will ever be enough to forget what happened there. 

His roommates were young and could care less about how their daughter survived on a daily basis. They did enough to take care of her without drawing attention from Neighbors or law enforcement. She was were not wanted, she was not made out of love, but out of high school jealousy, the mother didn't want to loose the father, and he didn't want to pay the child support it would cost to leave them. So the child payed the price of her parents self loathing. The child would be left alone in her room until noon, with no food or water, crying and screaming hoping her parents would come let her out, the door to her bedrooms was locked from the outside. She was stuck. When she was finally let out, she was yelled at so fiercely, the windows would shake. She was fed the bare minimum to be kept alive. Her belly swollen from malnutrition. There parents would pass around bowl after bowl to numb the pain of their young lives, blowing it in the childs face to get her to calm down, hysterically laughing at the sight of her wobbly body.

 My boyfriend and I mostly stayed in his room, he didn't know them well enough to get involved with how they treated their child, he claimed. I on the other hand insisted we call cps in them, or he needed to move. I couldn't handle listening to her cries, it broke my heart listening to them, but even more when they eventually would stop, for finally she would realize that no one was coming, because no one cared. I decided right then while listening to the little girl catch her breath, that I was going to care. I walked into her room and was overwhelmed with the smell of feces and urine. I was shocked to find that there was nothing in the Little girls room except a mattress. No sheets, no pillows or blankets, no toys on the floor to play with, nothing to bide the time with while she was locked away from the world. The moment for shock and awe had passed, the little girl sitting I the corner was looking at me with such happiness in her eyes, you would have thought I was a Disney Princess. 

"Hi, I'm Reece!" She exclaimed excitedly "Hi Reece, I'm Margot" I said "Are you hungry sweetie?" I asked gently, it was one, and she hasn't eaten anything since her dinner of Ramen noodles the night before. Her parents must have decided to sleep in today. "Oh yes, I'm famished!" She said happily, the excitement in her voice was palpable. " That's a big word for such a little girl" I said gently, not wanting to spook her. She couldn't have been older then four, but I had never pressed her parents on the issue, who knew if they even cared. " Agatha has been teaching me new words everyday!" She said, her blone ringlets bouncing with each word. " Who is Agatha? " I asked her " She is my friend! " She beamed at me her amethyst eyes longin for my acceptance " oh, I see I had an imaginary friend when I was a little girl, her name was roxy, we had so much fun together." I said gently. " oh she isn't imaginary, she lives in the basement! " She said. Just then the basement door swung open slowly. Immediately followed by her mother coming through the bedroom door.
" what are you doing in my daughters room?" Her mother asked me, her red eyes giving away the bowl she must have been smoking. " I was going to make breakfast, I was going to see, if Reece wanted to help me make it" I said not hiding the anger in my voice. " I don't need you to make my child food, stay away from my children" she said icely. " maybe if you were in here four hours ago, I wouldn't have to be. .." I started to say, but just then she hit me in the side of the head with her fist. The shock of it knocked me down, landing in an old puddle of urine.

Our respective boyfriends walked in the room separating us before anything worse could happen. I didn't need an excuse to Leave, I was so upset at this point that hot tears fell freely down my cheeks. I wasn't going to heed her warning, I continued to visit the children as often as possible.

One rainy morning I was playing with Reece. We were playing with the new my little ponie I had just bought her. I was becoming very fond of Reece. She was funny, and kind, and incredibly smart for a child who was so sadly neglected. Over the past few months our relationship had grown, and I was becoming attached to a child that was not my own. Reece had my mentioned her "friend" in over a month. I decided I wanted to press the matter. " how come you haven't been playing with Agatha lately?" I asked her. Reece was brushing the hair of her ponie, and when I asked her, her eyes shot to the basement door. "Agatha is upset at me" she said coyly. I decided to wait if she would say more, she noticed and rolled her eyes at me, bit continued, grudgingly. " Agatha is upset that we are friends" she said very softly. " Well, you tell Agatha that its alright to have more then one friend" I told her sternly. The door to the basement slammed open so violently that the hinges ripped from the walls, shaking the bedroom. Reece and I both screamed. I grabbed her in my arms and held her shaking body. " you shouldn't have said that" she whispered into my chest. I glanced over at the basement, but couldn't see anything. Reece yelled at the seemingly empty doorway. " you're scaring me, Agatha!" Her voice was flooded with fear, and pressed her closer into me. " I have already said no! I don't want too!" She screamed even louder. Just then I felt a hot breath on my face, the smell of decay coming from a mouth I could not pin point. My body was impossibly still, fear crept its way into to me, and even until this day hasn't left. My right check immediately began to sear with pain, I screamed I shock. Putting my hand to face, blood flowed from it, running down my cheek. I picked up Reece and sprinted for the door, smashing into it to only find it locked from the other side. We both begun banging on it with all of combined force. My back began to dear with pai. Just like me face, I screamed in absolute fear and agony, falling to the ground. The door flew open from the other side, my boyfriend caught me in his arms. He pulled me to my feet, but I was so scared that I couldn't speak. Reece's mother and father ran into the room, dressing our faces for answers, but it was Reece who spoke, her composure that of someone far older then her.

" Agatha did it mommy, Agatha scratched her" Reece spoke In a serious tone, sadness filing in the edges. Her mother slapped her so hard, she flew into the refrigerator, Fallin to the floor into a heap of blonde ringlets. In that moment I regained the ability to move.I lunged at her with all the force I could muster. We fell to the floor, tangled in each other, and I hit her. I hit her over and over again. All of the anger and rage and fear escaping me through the blows, transferring them into her ungrateful body. I was pulled off her. Her boyfriend grabbed her limp body, rushing her to the car, she was, going to need medical attention. I could have given two shits.

When he reached the front door I turned to him an spoke. " you tell anybody that it was me, I will have child protective services out here to take those children away, and to have you arrested." He glared at me, but knowing I was right turned to leave, slamming the door harshly behind him.

 I couldn't sleep that night. The realization of the days events were haunting me. I got up to go get a drink of water. The rain was falling heavily outside, it had rained everyday for the last month, Oklahoma had over 40 inches of rain in the past month, and we were flooding. I reached into the fridge grabbing a water bottle. I chugged it greedily. Beating someone down sure could dehydrate you. I walked into the bathroom, inspecting my cuts. There was a 5 inch gash in my face, I looked like the Joker. My back was worse, the scratch ran from my neck to my lower back, it throbbed terribly making sleep nearly impossible. As I walked back to the bedroom, I heard Reece talking. I walked up to the door, leaning as close as possible as to not alert her of my presence. 

"You promise? " Reece whispered softly. I heard no response, then Reece spoke again. "It doesn't hurt at all? " curiosity filing her tiny voice. Another pause. Then Reece responds again. "Okay, but only if you promise too, promise you will leave Margot alone.... I love her" the last part was a whisper, just barely audible through the door. I opened the door only to find Reece in bed, the basement door was closed. I walked over to her, the moonlight hitting her angelic face, showing just how young and fragile she was. She seemed to be sleeping, her chest rose and fell in rhythm, she couldn't have been faking it, I hoped. In that moment I realized what it truly meant to feel love. I looked at her little face, tears in my eyes. I was going to do everything in my power to protect her, from her parents, and from Agatha. Tomorrow I was going to tell the police everything, and see what it would take to spur adopt this beautiful creature. I wouldn't stop until she was safe. I would help her have a normal life, and to realize what it meant to be loved. I kissed her forehead, and whispered queitly. " I love you too, sweet girl" and left her room

The next morning I woke with a start. I was ready to start the journey I had ahead of me, I knew it would be a long road, but it felt like the most right thing I had ever wanted in my life. Reece would be my daughter. I smiled to myself and decided to go see if she wanted to help me with breakfast. I was having a hankering for some blueberry pancakes. I opened the door quietly, I didn't hear her up yet. I wanted to wake her to tell her my plan. As I opened the door, I was greeted with an empty room. Her blanket was on the floor, slippers right next to them. To my horror I realized the basement door was open. I walked up to it and called her name. No response. I reached for the light to the basement, reaching it with the tips of my fingers, I turned it on. I was completely shocked when I looked in. The basement was completely full of water. The rains must have flooded it. The water was all the way up the stair case, if we get anymore, it would start to seep into Reece's room. I closed the door and turned to leave when I heard something bump into the basement door. I walked over, braced my self for whatever could be on the other side, but nothing could have prepared me for this. 

Her golden ringlets were floating around her head like a tiara. Her night gown rippled around her limp body. Her skin was a grey blue, bloated with the excess water it had taken in. I grabbed her out of the water and cried. I screamed at the injustice of it all. I weeped for her, I wept for me. She never knew what it felt to be loved or wanted. I wanted to change that. I wanted her, I loved her. now she was gone, fated to live forever with Agatha.

Submitted February 13, 2016 at 07:30AM by cam_bagels http://ift.tt/1Te4UWb nosleep