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The Secret

~Cecilia~

"It all started on my fifteen birthday, that night was the first night of my endless torture. My father, he um-he- he took my innocence away that night." I whispered the last part "He was drunk and he came into my room after the party. He started telling me how pretty I was and how much of a women I've become. He raped me that night, he told me not to say anything. I didn't, I felt disgusted with myself, I felt ashamed, I wanted to die that night. After that night he kept coming into my room every night. I thought he only did it because he was drunk, but he even did it when he was sober." I said while tears spilled out running carelessly down my face.

"It continued until I was 18. Four months after my 17th birthday, my mother was pregnant with Penelope. One day I was walking by the conference room when I over heard my father negotiating with someone. I heard that he wanted 4 million for Penelope and 3 million for me. He was going to sell us to that man. I couldn't let that happen, I could care less about me, but I couldn't let Penelope go through what I went through or even worse."

"Two days after she was born, they were closing the deal so that the man can take us. I went to grab Penelope from her crib and I packed her diaper bag. I packed a mini backpack with some clothes, water, food and 1,000 dollars cash. I snuck into my dads safe and took out a fully loaded gun. I put Penelope wrapped up on my back so she wouldn't get affected. I walked downstairs where they were waiting for us. As soon as I got down there I aimed my gun and shot the old man in the eye. My mother told me I was crazy and that I should put down the gun."

" My dad pulled out his gun and pointed it at me, he warned me if I didn't put down the gun he would shoot me. I didn't listen, I couldn't trust him. He pulled the trigger and shot me in my left arm, but I didn't back down I pulled the trigger and shot him in the abdomen, he fell to the ground clutching his wound. Penelope was crying hysterically and my mother screamed running to my fathers aid. "Please stop Cecelia, he doesn't deserve this." She pleaded with me. "Your right he doesn't deserve this, he deserves worse. He abused me for 3 years straight and YOU knew, but you didn't stop him because he gave you everything you've ever wanted." I cried and yelled at her.

She knew and she never did anything. She let her daughter suffer and she didn't give two fucks about it. She grabbed the gun shakily and pointed it at me. Before she could shoot, I shot her in between her eyes. I shot my dad 2 more times, one in the knee cap and another in the dick. I felt no remorse, they deserved what they got. The last thing I remember from that night was his screams and his last words to me before he went unconscious. He said "I will find you my rose even in a garden full of flowers.

"He found me Alejandro and he's coming for me and Penelope. I can't let that happen, we need to leave.I thought he died that night, so I didn't check and now my mistake has come back to haunt me." I said scared and I continued my story.

"I ran out before any of his guards can take me or hurt me. I came here to Los Angeles, because I knew this is where you can get a job anywhere. I was 18 turning 19 in a few months. I worked at a cafe for a year and a half. At first I was making good money,but the cafe started losing business to its competition. Soon enough I wasn't making enough to support both me and Penelope. I started looking for another job, when one day Enrique came in as a customer to the cafe."

"He was on the phone with someone asking them to find him a stripper, they had to be older than 19. When I went to give him his bill I worked up the courage to ask him if I can apply for the job. I was 20 so my age wasn't a problem. At first he was hesitant, because I didn't have any experience, but I explained to him that I'm a quick learner. I told him I needed this job to support Penelope, he gave in and he gave me the job. I worked there since, well up until the attack at the club. I have been trying to find a job as a stripper, but they are either not hiring or they think they can find someone better." I finish with my life story still crying thinking about all the things I have and will continue to endure.

Alejandro doesn't say anything instead he picks me up and puts me on top of him, so I'm straddling him. I cry harder and he hugs me pulling me closer until our bodies are completely together. He rubs my back soothingly and whispers comforting words to me.
"I'm sorry Amore I didn't know." He apologized and continued to say "it's okay princess, we will leave first thing tomorrow morning ." He continued with his soft words until I let sleep engulf me into its darkness, so it can continue with its torture of my past.