291\u2013Oh, She Hurt Me\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter:\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeline had been tense ever since Yuvonne came with me, and at first, I did not blame her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I understood she had every right to be upset, and I honestly blamed myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I was put in a situation where I had no choice but to help a victim who was directly asking me for help.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The same victim who had been there for me when I needed help.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In a way, I did not want to come across as someone who took all the help from her, but disappeared when she needed help.\u00a0<\/p>\n
However, things had escalated too much. Madeline was now even taking the children away from me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had seen a clear hint of disbelief in her eyes when I questioned Gina\u2019s memory.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI am so sorry this is all happening because of me,\u201d Yuvonne said as I stared at the empty spot Madeline had left.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is not because of you. We had our own issues,\u201d she added.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI will go and speak with her,\u201d I said to Yuvonne without turning toward her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was honestly disappointed in Madeline. But then again, she was probably right in her own way.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had just expected her to speak with me instead of taking her anger out on me every time something happened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I walked over to the room, and once I went inside, I noticed she was sitting while the kids had found some toys.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They were playing as Madeline sat there, clearly upset. The moment she saw me enter, she grunted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you here for?\u201d she asked, hands on her waist as she stood up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMadeline, I just wanted to speak with Gina and ask her what she saw,\u201d explained, trying to stay calm and not cause any tension around the children.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she not tell you that Yuvonne pushed her?\u201d Madeline asked me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was disbelief on her face, likely from the fact that she was surprised I was not believing my own child.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe did, but she is my child. Let me speak with her and see what this whole situation is about,\u201d I replied. \u201d Without you, I am constantly being intervened.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I finally snapped at Madeline. Not because she was upset about her own situation, she had every right to be, but because I was not even allowed near my children.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It felt like the moment she decided she did not want me around them, she wanted that decision to stand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In my mind, they were my children too. I should have been allowed to speak with them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNot Gina, just Bodhi,\u201d she said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I could tell it slipped out because she immediately bit her tongue. But her words had already hit me straight in the\u00a0<\/p>\n
heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI did not mean to say that,\u201d she uttered while I stepped back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
291 OF Ste Hurt Mo\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, it is alright,\u201d I replied, clearly bitter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are overreacting. I was just angry,\u201d she started to explain, but I turned around and walked out. She had hurt me too much.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was too much going on in my head. All I wanted was Madeline to trust me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I knew I had done the right thing by taking Yuvonne away from her family. I could not explain why, not even to myself, but I knew it in my gut. I just wanted Madeline to trust me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If she saw me even hug Yuvonne, she would have every right to attack me or hit me, even kill me. But before that,\u00a0<\/p>\n
I needed her trust.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs she angry with you?\u201d Yuvonne asked. She was standing near the kitchen, rubbing her palms together anxiously.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, it is fine,\u201d I replied, stepping into the kitchen to prepare something for dinner.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know, it is not her fault that she is so against the idea of me staying here,\u201d Yuvonne spoke softly as she walked into the kitchen with me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cReally, why is that?\u201d I asked her, not putting too much pressure on the question. I wanted it to come across as casual.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was exactly why I wanted her away from her mother. I knew it would be easier to make her open up and expose the secrets that had been going on in the family for far too long.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother has done some things to Madeline. I have too,\u201d she replied, once again avoiding eye contact.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I did not make a big deal out of it, even though it was one.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand your mother used to abuse her. But she has to trust me. That is all I am saying,\u201d I added, pretending to be clueless and choosing my words carefully.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, you do not understand, Baxter. It was not just abuse.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As soon as she said that, I glanced at her from the side. I wanted her to continue. It felt like the answers were within reach.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI will take a walk,\u201d she said, then suddenly changed her mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I knew that would happen. It would take time to make her talk, but it will happen eventually.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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