My Mother Sent Me to a Love Addiction Correctional Academy Chapter 2

The table was covered in filth. I scooped up the food and forced myself to swallow more. After only a couple of mouthfuls, my abdomen twisted with excruciating pain.

I collapsed weakly onto the floor, clutching my stomach as if a pile driver was mercilessly pounding it. I writhed in agony.

My stepfather looked worried. "Willow, what's wrong? Are you sick? Quick, let's go to the hospital."

My mom glanced at me, a flicker of remorse in her eyes. My stepfather held her hand, trying to reason with her.

"Did she eat something bad at the academy? Maybe we should call them and ask."

Call them? I hadn't forgotten the Director's warning.

"If you dare to say the wrong thing, you know the punishment, don't you?"

Her words were a nightmare, twisting tightly around my brain.

I trembled all over, my limbs twitching with anxiety. The Director would surely punish me double if she found out!

The call went through. My mom, trying to sound reasonable, asked the Director.

"Counselor, did Willow eat something bad at the academy? Why is she in so much pain she's writhing on the floor?"

The phone was on speaker. The Director replied with feigned righteousness, "Willow's mother, that's unfair to us! The academy cafeteria is perfectly fine!"

"It's just…" The Director hesitated. My mom, sensing something, quickly responded, "Counselor, please speak openly. We'll make sure to discipline her!"

Then, the Director spun a believable lie. "We've seen boys from outside the school bringing her food a few times! We've already disciplined her severely!"

My mom hung up. My stepfather tried to interject, but my mom shoved him away.

Her fingers trembled with rage. "Hospital? Why bother? Still flirting in there? She deserves to hurt!"

"Mom, I didn't! The Director is lying!" I cried, ignoring the pain, and hugged my mom's leg, explaining frantically through tears.

My mom slowly knelt down. Disappointment flickered in her eyes. She slapped me.

"Willow Grace, if you haven't broken up with that Alex boy, don't even think about coming back to school. Go straight back to the correctional academy for another six months!"

My cheek burned from the slap. I begged, terrified, amidst the vomit.

"Mom, I really didn't! Please don't send me back!"

That place truly wasn't fit for humans. The staff would beat you at the slightest provocation. Getting a full meal was even harder. Sometimes, I’d be so weak from hunger that I'd deliberately provoke the staff to get locked in solitary, just for a mouthful of sewage to fill my stomach!

And during my time in that 'rehabilitation,' I had come to loathe men from the bottom of my heart. How could I accept a boy bringing me food? I couldn't even look at one glance without being plunged back into the nightmare of punishment. I couldn't forget!

How could my mom know what I went through in there? She simply believed the Director's story, unwilling to listen to my explanations. The hatred and resentment seared through me!

I wanted so badly to confess everything to her, even to fight back. But the scars all over my body reminded me: I couldn't disobey my parents or the staff.

So, all I could do was kowtow again and again, admitting fault.

"Mom, I won't do it again! Please don't send me back!"

My head hit the tiled floor, leaving dark bloodstains. My mom stayed angry for a while longer, then finally spat out,

"If I ever catch you having an early romance again, I'll disown you and send you back!"

My forehead was covered in blood. My mom finally softened and helped me up. Her eyes were red, brimming with tears.

I knew she must have remembered something. The reason she reacted so strongly to "early romance" was because she herself got pregnant with me from an early romance, and my biological father abandoned us!

Given my mom's temporary forgiveness, I broke down, sobbing uncontrollably, a mix of relief and despair.

God knows how pathetic it was that I was innocent, she didn't believe me, and I had suffered so much, only to gain her sympathy through my misery!