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Waking up and not being able to see
she had expected something to be done to Kenneth after the attack. By the time
he showed up in her room, she knew something had happened.
    With her being passed out, unconscious, he’d fed them
a story of how she’d been fighting with him before she stumbled and fell
downstairs. Not once did he tell the truth, and worse, her mother believed him.
She didn’t fight for her or even question Sasha’s side of things. Instead,
because of her mother’s love for Kenneth, they were still living with the man
who blinded her. Kenneth was a respected member of Piston County, handsome, and
a smooth talker. He got away with it. No one would hear anything bad said about
him even if it was the truth. She was trapped with no way of getting out. Not
only would no one believe her, but she couldn’t walk out of the house. Her life
was totally dependent on him. Twenty years old and she was dependent on a man
she despised. Her mother begged her for trust, and because she loved her
mother, she gave him a chance. Her mother didn’t know the truth of what
happened. Now, there was no way of Sasha’s ever getting out.
    She thought about Pussy, Shane, whatever his name was.
She pressed a hand to her lips. The kiss had awoken something inside her. Her
nights were filled with hot sexual dreams. She couldn’t see what he was doing,
but she certainly could feel it.
    Her mother knocked on the door before entering.
Kenneth would have just barged into the room with no consideration for her
privacy. She knew her stepfather hated her.
    “Hey, honey. I’ve brought you some food.”
    Counting the steps, she heard how unsteady her mother
was on her feet. She must have hit the gin hard this time. In answer to the verbal
abuse Kenneth threw at her, her mother had turned to drink and prescription
drugs. Even with the addictions, her mother was a beautiful woman, a stunner.
What a fun way for them to live.
    The tray of food was placed on the counter that her
mother then pushed in front of her.
    “Lift your hands up, honey.”
    She did as her mother asked. Seconds later her mother
touched her with shaking hands as she brought her palms down either side of the
tray.
    “Here is your fork and knife.”
    Closing her eyes, Sasha gritted her teeth at how
useless her situation was.
    This is your life.
    The doctors, in the beginning, were not sure if the
blindness was permanent or not. Four years down the line, Sasha had long given
up hope of her sight returning, and the doctors had also said that the damage
was by now irreversible.
    “Now, I don’t want you to worry about your father’s
and my little spat.”
    “He’s not my father.” No, her father had died in the
Marines when she was ten, leaving behind a wife and daughter. Kenneth had come
into their lives by the time she was eleven with his fake promises and fake
lives.
    “Don’t say stuff like that. He’s been wonderful to
us.”
    “You’re an addict, Mom, and I’m blind. He’s torn us
apart.”
    She heard her mother sob. In the past whenever her
mother was hurt, she’d press a hand to her lips, gasping. Feeling like a total
bitch, she apologized. Her mother was completely oblivious to the problems
Kenneth caused. If Sasha didn’t love her mother and remember all the times they
were together with fondness, she’s have been long gone by now. The drink and
drugs had turned the woman she knew into something unrecognizable.  
    “I’m sorry, Mom. I hate having to go through this.”
She reached up to touch her face.
    “Oh, honey. It’s no trouble. I love being able to take
care of you when other mothers are fretting about what their kids are getting
up to.”
    The bed dipped, and Sasha’s senses were flooded by the
extreme scent of perfume, another of Kenneth’s demands from her mother.
    “Why was he shouting?” she asked, trying to distract
her mother.
    “I was stupid and put too much pepper in the mashed potatoes.
It was a simple mistake. I messed