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My loud alarm wakes me up for another dreadful day at school, man I really hate it there. My stepfather was passed out next to me... like every night. I take a deep breath before I walk into the bathroom, I stare at my reflection and I hate what I see. I turn on the water as I grab my blue towel to wash my face and then to brush my teeth, I'm already naked so I just step into the shower to wash off what he did to me last night.
There's one thing that makes me feel better, is imagining me and Dayvon together. He is so handsome, so smart, street and evil but he has soft spot, but people always talk bad about him even the girl he's so in love with Raja, she always mistreats him but he just won't give up on her... he never looked at me like that anyway, I'm not as pretty as Raja. He looks at me as his friend and his friend only. Ebonii wants me to speak up to talk to him but I don't want to ruin our bond.
I know his lips are soft and juicy, his hands against my skin. His laughter ringing in my ear, I always feel safe around him. He never gave me no reason to feel like I had to fear anyone. He doesn't know what my living situation is like, no one knows and I plan to keep it that way. The last thing I need to get around that school is that I'm getting raped by my sick stepfather, I sacrifice myself so he won't touch my little sister Harlie.
How we ended up with him raising us... our mom " Disappeared "... I really know he killed her but I couldnt tell anyone, I didnt want me and Harlie going to foster care, its only a matter of time before he tries to rape her and when he does I will be ready to kill him... I turn off the water and quickly get ready ( In picture above), I go into Harlie room and I see she's sitting up in bed crying , I run over to her to comfort her.
" What's wrong Harlie?" I question n concerned looking in her eyes.
" I had another bad dream Harmz," she says crying again.
I sigh, for the last month or so she's been dreaming about her getting murdered, I always tell her it's not gonna happen. I kiss her forehead and run my fingers through her soft curls.
" I'm here Harlie, nothing is going to happen to you", I assure her smiling softly.
" You promise?" She asks raising her pinky.
" I promise" I say as I lock pinkies with her and she smiles.
" I'm ready to get ready", she says smiling jumping out of bed.
I chuckle as she runs to the bathroom, shes the happiest 13 year old you will ever know. She always knows how to brighten up my day. She gets ready and outs on her pink top and blue skinny jeans with her pink shoes, and she wears her hair in a curly afro, my pretty brown girl.
