Shattered Trust: Matilda's Redemption
Holly · Ongoing · 37 Chapters
About this book
"A girl who is sent to juvie by her own family for a crime she did not commit. She spent four years trying to survive juvie and fighting for justice while her family forgot about her. She was an innocent 13-year-old when she entered juvie but left a hardened 17-year-old. No longer will she let anyone into her life so that she will not be broken again. She learnt to rely on herself and is determined to do that on her release. She lost her family the day he killed her mother and blamed her. Her family never believed her until they saw the footage of what happened. They did horrible things to her before she entered juvie believing she was guilty. They trusted the wrong person and it cost them two very important people. Now they want her forgiveness but she won't let them near her. For four years she sat in juvie when she was innocent and it was their fault. Can her family gain the forgiveness they desperately want? Can they get the innocent girl back after what she had endured not only in juvie but the 2 months that they blamed her for taking away their mother? Throw in some new friendships and a boyfriend along the way. I am Matilda Wilson and all I want is my freedom beccause walking out of juvie doesn't mean I am free from the people who turned their back on me."
Chapter1
"The court finds Matilda Wilson Guilty of murdering Rebecca Wilson and sentences you to juvenile detention until your 18th birthday. Court adjourned" the judge declared. I was standing next to an incompetent lawyer who didn't speak once in my case. He was a legal aid attorney appointed by the court, not because my family couldn't afford a lawyer but because they believed I was guilty.
Harry my supposed father's best friend said so. He was the one to push my mother down the stairs and then blamed me and my family believed him. None of them even bothered to ask me or check the video footage from that day. Wait they aren't my family nope I won't give them that title anymore. I welcomed juvie as an escape from them. November 7th was my freedom from them. Two months ago when I lost my mother they turned on me. After I was charged for a crime I didn't commit, I was sent back to live with them and that's when the abuse started. It first was ignoring me and snide comments calling me names but when they didn't get the desired reaction from me after the first two days of me begging them to believe me, it turned physical. Oh, and my so-called father didn't care he joined in several times. Harry, just watched smiling like he won the lottery.
I was standing in the courtroom waiting to be handcuffed and taken away when every one of my three brothers spat on me while my father looked at me with hatred. Harry came and shook the hand of my lawyer and thanked him before whispering to me "Enjoy the time princess and thanks for taking the wrap". I would not let them see me break. They are nothing to me. I looked Harry in the eyes and said "You will pay. I am coming for you Harry. You have 5 years and then you better run". I will make every one of them pay for this. I will make them pay for hurting me and turning their backs on me their supposed family. The officer who had heard what Harry had said looked at me with sympathy before handcuffing me and walking me out of the courtroom.
I didn't look back just one step in front of the other. I can do this, one day at a time. I am 13 and a half, I have 4 and a half years to get through in juvie then I will allow myself 6 months before I go after every one of those monsters and make them regret the last two months of my stay.
It wasn't always like that. We were once a happy family. My mum and I were the only girls in a house full of males. We would have spa days and mother-daughter time. My dad would make daddy-daughter days and always have time for me. He would listen to me speak and come and watch me at all my touch football games. He took me to my dance classes and watched all my performances. He was proud of me and I believed in his love. My brothers and I were normal siblings laughing and fighting with each other like any other siblings. My dad is a businessman and we were well off. Anything we wanted we got.
