Christina Aguilera - Hurt
RAQUEL'S P.O.V
I look up to see Ace looking at me with disgust and shock. I sat there frozen, not knowing what to do or say.
"Well. What the fuck are you doing?" He asks in a scary voice.
I get up and flush the toilet and wash my hands and try to budge past him but he grabs me by the waist and pulls me back.
"Say something!" He says in a disappointed voice, while shaking me. I remove myself from his grip as I walk to the toilet and sit down on it and pull out a cigarette from my pocket.
I sit there facing the floor, with a sad and defeated look.
"Remember when I told you how Linda would teach me ways to become skinny." I refuse make eye contact with him. He nods for me to continue.
"Well I never stopped. Even when I moved to Italy after they disappeared, I continued but it wasn't a big deal. I would do it once a month or less, but with all the stress. It.....it gives me comfort during all of the problems. Almost like a stress relief." I say while taking a drag of my cigarette as my eyes water in shame.
Ace walks up to me and kneels down the my level. He then takes the cigarette out of my hand and burns it out in the sink.
"Who else knows about this?" He asks in a comforting voice.
"Just you."
"You're not fat Raquel, your beautiful, your smart, your funny and kind. And most importantly, your strong. Don't let some old witch tell you that you need to lose wait or bingeing and purging is going to help you." He says as he holds my hand.
"It's easy for you to say that. You have it easier." I scoff at his reply.
"What do you mean?"
"Look you are a rich, attractive...white guy. You can have anything you ever want but I'm a black girl. Even though I'm mixed race I'm still going to suffer from racism. You don't face that and you never will.
For example if I really like someone I have to think if they even like girls like me. Imagine if you don't black girls but a black girl asks you out. It wound be so embarrassing but that's what we have to go through. And the worst part is I'm a mixed race person facing this. Imagine the fully black females and males what they have to face. So no, Ace I'm not all those things, I can't I'm a black woman. Kidnapped, sold, used practically as a sex object for majority of my life. People see me more as a piece of ass rather than a person." I take a drag of my cigarette.
"Raquel. I'm truly sorry for what you went through. I had no idea but regardless it f your race you are a gem, the light to my darkness and you deserve the world." He pecks my cheek.
It feels nice for someone to actually be there for me or that I feel comfortable to talk to. I feel free with Ace and he accepts me for the monster i am.
"Thank you. I have a lot of baggage that most people don't want to carry but I'm just happy I have you." I say as a small tear slides down my face. Ace slowly wipes it off my face with his thumb.
We both get up and leave the bathroom. I let him know that I need to go home, I say my goodbyes to him and his family. I talked to Svetlana about the clothes and she says I can keep them. She's really sweet.
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When I got home, I notice how quiet it is. Usually it is very loud and crazy but it's silent. I decide to first go to dad's office to talk to him. Even though I'm not too happy with him because of last night but after talking to Ace I decided to open up. For my own sanity.
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Action"I can't hold on when I'm stretched so thin, I make the right moves, but I'm lost within, I put on my daily façade, but then, I just end up gettin' hurt again." Raquel was kidnapped at the age of one and sold to the Mexican mafia. Where she was abu...