Confessions of Ashlee: Part One FINISHED
SenkoTwiik:
[Loosely] Based on a true story.
Warnings:
-Teen pregnancy
-Stressful situations
-Mentionings of inappropriate age relationship
-The legal issues that follow
-Single picture of [non-graphic] violence
Confessions of Ashlee: Introduction
Let me introduce myself. My name is Ashlee Dawson. I’m 17, the eldest of five children and I have had to practically be “mommy” to the others from the time I was just a little girl. My mom, Nadya, was always too busy living her life for herself. She wanted to have a big family, but she wanted to be able to still act like a teenager as well. You can’t mix those two wants and have it come out right.
She doesn’t have a career. She hasn’t worked for almost 10 years. She has been collecting disability ever since she got into a car accident and broke her hip. She says it bothers her all the time, but I’m not blind. I see my mom for what she really is, a simply lazy woman. She has enough strength to run around and have fun with friends, shop and go to salons, but her hip mysteriously hurts her when the time comes to do any work, even around the house. She sustains our household with her disability money, child support checks, and different government assistance programs. Yes, it’s embarrassing but there isn’t anything I can do about it until I move out on my own.
I used to have a part-time job during the summer last year but it didn’t last long. My mom insisted that I quit because she ‘needed help’ with my siblings at the time: 13 year old Aubrey, 6 year old Adam and 1 year old Abbey. Being a back-up mom has really made it to where I do not want to have children of my own for a long time. As soon as Aubrey got old enough to help take care of her brother and sister, I had a dark period start in my life where I went out drinking and partying all the time. It took me some time before I realized how unfair this was to Aubrey and how I had thrown her right into the position I hated being in myself. So I soon put that irresponsible part of myself away, and promised to be a better example for my siblings, who looked up to me. Try as I did, life still took a downward turn from that point.
P.S. Mods, are the sizes of the pics okay? Photobucket either made me keep them at 300 something or change them to a bigger size, and if I wanted them a size bigger, I had to go with 640X400. I'm not sure how to get them at exactly 600.
SenkoTwiik:
Chapter 1:
The most stressful year of our lives started exactly a year ago. It was Saturday and I had just returned home from a day out with the love of my life, Ayah. I thought leaving my mom to take care of the other kids for 8 hours would be okay, and nothing bad would happen in that short amount of time. How wrong I was…
Ayah and I had just said our goodbyes for the evening and I was returning home at about 6pm that day. I was planning on taking a bath and watching a movie I had just rented at the store, but when I went into my living room, I forgot all about it. What I saw horrified me and I just started screaming “Oh my God!”
My 13 year old sister Aubrey was laying on the recliner, and her face was covered in blood. At just that quick glance I thought she was dead, and the fact that she didn’t even twitch while I was screaming my head off made me about sure she really was dead. It was awful.
Suddenly my mom came waddling out of her room as fast as she could (heavily pregnant at the time), apparently having just checked on Abbey while she napped. She got to me and grabbed onto me, shaking my shoulders and telling me to calm down. I kept telling her that Aubrey was dead.
“Aubrey is NOT dead, Ashlee. Now be quiet and let her sleep.” I just stared at my mom, waiting for some kind of an answer from her. As if reading my mind she said, “Something happened while you were out today.”
I waited, and when she didn’t say anything I shouted at her, “WHAT?! Spit it out, mom!”
“Just before noon she got a phone call saying that there was a party going on a couple of blocks away at her friend Megan’s house. It was Megan’s birthday and Aubrey wanted to go. So I said okay. She came home at about 3, looking like that and just wailing hysterically.
I managed to get her to tell me that Richard did that to her. So I called the police as soon as she told me. I filed a report while I was in the waiting room of the hospital, after we were escorted by the police to get Aubrey checked out. They’re investigating, and hopefully arresting Richard right now.”
To clarify things, Richard was Aubrey’s boyfriend, and her friend Megan’s older brother. I was always against their relationship because Richard was 18 years old. I thought that nothing good could come of them being together and always knew there was no way he could be sincere in dating a 13 year old when he was just out of high school. But my mom allowed it, because she met Richard and said he “seemed all right”. She had even let them go on a few dates together, unsupervised. Mom and I had gotten into a number of arguments regarding this subject before. Yeah he was still a kid and looked like he was 12, but come on! It was a bad idea.
Apparently, after being together for 3 months, Aubrey wanted end their relationship for reasons I didn’t know of at the time. Whatever reason it was, it didn’t matter to me. As soon as she told me she was going to break it off with him, I encouraged her to do so. In my eyes, she couldn’t have broke it off with him fast enough. She decided to do it next time she saw him, which was at Megan’s party. When she told him it was over, he became angry and proceeded to beat my sister senseless. She ran home as soon as she got free from his grasp, not listening to Megan’s parents who tried to get her to sit down.
The doctor told my mom that Aubrey sustained a minor concussion, but no broken bones or internal bleeding. She was badly bruised and pretty scraped up but the doctor expected her to make a speedy recovery. The reason why she didn’t move when I screamed was because they gave her medication for the pain and it made her sleep. I though sleeping was bad after receiving a concussion, but mom said the doctors said it was okay to let her sleep an hour after the injury.
Three weeks went by, Richard was being held in jail and Aubrey’s bruising faded away, but my worry didn’t. My sister just wasn’t acting like the same person anymore, and nobody seemed to notice but me. She was constantly tired. The only time I even saw her out of bed was when she was at school. She didn’t want to eat and her face was always pale and sickly in appearance. She started throwing up even when she didn’t eat or drink, always appeared dizzy and often complained of headaches. Since nobody else was going to help, I had to talk to her, and confirm my fears.
Me: Aubrey, I’m really worried about you.
Aubrey: Why? I’m just sick is all, sis.
Me: I wish that was it but I think something might be wrong with you.
Aubrey: Maybe I’m still just funky from the concussion.
Me: The effects of a minor concussion don’t last for a month. I think this may be more serious. It seems to me like you may be pregnant.
Aubrey: (laughing) Pregnant? I can’t be pregnant. I’m only 13!
Me: Oh wake up, Aubrey. I know you aren’t that stupid. You know how pregnancy happens. You don’t have to be some *magical* age.
Aubrey: Ease up. I’m just saying-
Me: Did you and Richard…DO anything?
Aubrey: God, what’s with the 20 questions, Ash?
Me: Aubrey! Did you?
Aubrey: I don’t have to tell you that.
Me: He talked you into it, didn’t he? Why are you so damn naïve? Do you know that what he was doing with you is illegal? It’s statutory rape! You’re still a minor and he should be in jail for that.
Aubrey: Leave it alone. He already is in jail.
Me: For battery, not for THIS!
Aubrey: I’m not a ch-
Me: You need to tell mom.
Aubrey: NO! Just get out of my business!
As much as she got irritated at me, I knew I had to talk to my mom. When I did, I have to say I was disappointed with her. She seemed just as clueless and in denial as my sister did. Had she not been just about to pop with her 5th child at the time, I would have thought she had no idea where babies even came from. She gave me the same few answers Aubrey did, “She’s only 13!” and “Maybe she’s still funky from the concussion.” It took another screaming argument before I got her to admit, “Maybe you’re right.”
She swore she would look into it, and would pick up a pregnancy test when she went to the store tomorrow morning.
Katie:
awsome senko!! that was brilliant!!! (where did you get Ahslee's hair???) i LOVE it!!!
SenkoTwiik:
Really, you liked it? YAY!
I got Ashlee's hair over at GOS. I actually did a WCIF here to find it. That's right here: http://www.insimenator.org/index.php/topic,106774.0.html
Just follow the links from there.
Chapter 2 will be up tomorrow night.
Katie:
wooo!!! i cannot WAIT!!!! :D
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