Chapter One

“THE THING IS, IT’S OUR STORY, OUR WOUNDS THAT NEED TO BE HEALED, OUR WORDS THAT NEED TO BE UNDERSTOOD, AND OUR VOICES NEED TO BE HEARD.” 

-PREFERRED COUNSELING 

The Girls Point of View -Chapter One 

 Five years later (present...) 

My Aunt Ruthy is a bitch and a heartless snake. All she cared about was her well-being and collecting checks from the government for taking us in. She didn't care about Uncle Mason having his "me time" with me and my baby sister before we went to sleep at night.

You wanna know what "me time" is? Well thats the term Uncle Mason tells Ruthy before he comes in my room at night, bends me over and fuck me from behind. He usually lets my 12 year old sister give him the blow job. I never liked doing the blow job. Any who let me introduce my self. My name is Trisha Bell and I'm 16 by the way . I stand 5'1, brownskin, with a chubby firgure. Put it this way I am big and beautiful. My baby sister name is Tia Bell. Our parents died in a car crash 5 years ago leaving me and Tia alone in this cold world. We wanted to be up for adoption but some how the court ruled that we would be turned over to live with my Aunt Ruthy and her dirty husband. Then again we was happy at first just because we never wanted to be lost in the system. Now come along with me while I tell you how I murder my Uncle and get me and my sister far away from the West Side of Inglewood, California.

It's December 16, 1995 almost the end of the first semester. I was a sophomore at Inglewood high school off of Grevillea Ave. Some of the members from the Crenshaw Mafia went there too! Me and Tia had a plan this year that tonight was the night to kill Uncle Mason. We figured we'd let my Aunt Ruthy live only because she was invited by Mason's left and right hook damn there everyday. I was on my way to meet up with my bestfriend Cecilia on the side of the school where mostly all the popular kids kicked it at before class. Cecilia is Puerto Rican, 5’3 with long black hair and dark brown eyes. All the boys wanted my girl Cecilia because she was pretty. Dudes only wanted me cause I had a fat-ass so I paid them no attention. It was hard to date and act like a normal teenager when all I could think about was how Uncle Mason touches me and my younger sister. So giving any guy attention is the last thing on my list!

My bestfriend is my ride or die she was in on the whole plan. Plus she felt me and my sister’s pain. She always told me how disgusting my Uncle was and that if it was her in my shoes she would kill him too. With the help of her brother Jaime he’d gotten me and my sister new identities, passports to fly out to Dallas Texas and a gun for tonight. He had a connect with a lady who ran a place called “The Safe House”. The Safe House was where women and kids could live in if they’ve been abuse and wanted to start a new life. “You ready for tonight mamacita?” Cecilia asks. “Hell yes I’ve never been so ready for anything in my life” I grin. For some reason I felt crazy. It’s like I knew I was delusional but I didn’t care. My life’s been ruin ever since I was 11 years old. I’ve had lots of sleepless nights listening to Tia cry herself to sleep. The only reason why I didn’t want to go to the police. Is so that me and Tia wouldn’t get caught up in the system and have the fear of losing each other forever. All I can do is tell her that one day we’ll never have to go through this again. “So this is what we’re going to do –Cecilia explains --after you pull the trigger Trisha please mami run as fast as y’all can me and my brother will be parked in a black Pontiac waiting on you in the back of your house.” “Okay mi Amiga I’ll make sure to run with speed” I laugh. Cecilia hits me in my arm as we walk into the school and head to our classes.

Before my last class period was over I texted my sister to make sure she was ready for tonight. I took that as a yes because she replied to me less than a minute! My baby sis Tia was in Junior high so me and her would meet at our neighborhood corner store S&T and walk home. Usually Cecilia walks with us, but since her brother was in on the scoop of our plans she decided to ride with him home. “I see you at 9:40 sharp!” I yell to Cecilia. “Alright my love I’ll be as quick as possible” I say before making my way down the street. When I saw my sister she was looking beautiful as ever. Tia is taller than me. She’s about 5’5, has a slim shape body, with caramel skin, curly hair and hazel brown eyes. People always thought she was the oldest out of both of us but she isn’t. “Hey baby sis” I say while hugging her. “Hey doll how was school?” she ask. “School was okay all I could think about is how we have to leave everybody and everything.” “I know same here” she reply’s rubbing my back. “We can’t live like this for the rest of our lives its us against the world Trisha” Tia cries. “I know baby sis, but after tonight we’ll be free from everything” I respond holding her hand for confront as we walk home. My Aunt and Uncle lived in a red bricked down 3 bedroom house. Although they really had too much space in this house

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 21.11.2017
ISBN: 978-3-7554-1868-9

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