I was never supposed to be a mother. But when Lilly was born, she became my whole world. We look just alike and she's vibrant and smart. I really lucked out.
I never understood why my husband wasn't quite as crazy about her as I was. Our relationship was great before Lilly was born but he got surly and depressed as time went on.
He's not a bad person though; I wasn't there for him like I should've been. Life happens and he's remarried now. I'm okay with that.
His wife Melinda was great initially. Supportive of my husband and enthusiastic at all of Lilly's soccer games. She's not a bad person either.
I think Dan not being totally over me and her stepdaughter being a constant reminder of her husband's previous wife made her spiteful.
Now that Lilly's a teenager, she and Melinda have been fighting constantly. Dan is too weak-willed to actually do anything, so Melinda just keeps getting more angry and cruel.
The latest fight has really done a number on Lilly. She's withdrawn and cries constantly.
I heard her on the phone with her friend and apparently Lilly yelled at Melinda that she can't punish her because she's not her real mom.
Melinda retorted "At least you had the decency to kill her before she had to deal with all of your bullshit."
I'm completely disgusted. I marched right over to their house in the middle of the night. I don't care that she was sleeping.
I wrapped my hands around her throat and when her eyes flew open, I got very close to her face and snarled "Don't EVER blame my daughter for what happened.
I've died for her, do you really want to test if I'd kill for her too?" She shook her head as well as she could while I was crushing her windpipe. I smiled and finally let go.
I was never supposed to be a mother. But fuck if I'm not a damn good one.