Prologue

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16 year old Ann sat at the edge of her bed on her computer completing some homework assignments

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16 year old Ann sat at the edge of her bed on her computer completing some homework assignments. She was at peace when she was in her own zone and she did not have to deal with her day to day nonsense.


Her mom is a drug addict but a famous r&b artist who keeps her hidden from the world to seal up her past of being a prostitute. Anns dad was a pimp who got shot when Ann was 3 years old , she doesn't know much on why he got shot but it was best that way anyways.


They currently lived in a 4 stories house in Chicago that her mom had built when she was 5. Ann knows that living down here would mean countless nights of no sleep due to the drug dealers and junkies running in and out of the house everyday. She just wished her father would of never got her mom hooked on drugs so that she can focus on making music and not risking her life.


Ann was not the most popular at school in fact she hated it. She would stay to herself but get picked on for the most part and when her bestfriend Santana wasn't there things would take a turn for the worse. The things she had to deal with at school on top of at home were stressful and only broke her down more. Especially seeing her mom sniff coke, she didn't like being in the house when she did it it made her feel weird cause she is her moms protector.





Her mom was also her romodel besides her doing drugs. Ann had developed a love for music and even writes her own but she doesn't wanna get in the studio because when she told her mom that she writes music her mom said she would never be like her and to stop cause she will never be better then the original. Ann knew it wasn't her mom talking it was the drugs talking, she wasn't gonna let what her mom said stop her from writing music.



Not to mention Ann had a heaven sent voice and she knew it as well as her mom. Her mom was proud of her but did not know how to show it. She just wish that she can get better for Ann but the drugs keep reeling her in. Truth be told she was ashamed of Ann because of her late boyfriend who used and abused her. She was raped by him when she planned to run away and get her life straight.


He was not taking no for an answer and he sure wasn't gonna let her runaway. So he forced her to come back and raped her and got her hooked on drugs. 2 months later she found out she was pregnant but couldn't stay clean. She tried overdosing but was found and later brought to the hospital. She vouched to get her life together for the sake of the baby.


When she had her she kept her hidden from her father and started her music career to do better for her child. When Ann turned 2 he found out about her and tried everything in his best power to see his daughter but Carolyn wouldn't let up. He finally found where they stayed at and him and his goons attacked Carolyn and made her take more drugs and insisted for her to let him see his child.



Once he seen Ann he wanted to sell her to a drug dealer he owed money back in Texas. He told Carolyn when Ann turned 5 years old that he was coming to get her and that it would be her last time seeing her, but Carolyn could not let that happen no matter how doped up on drugs she was. Carolyn did some digging and found out who the drug dealer was that he owed money to and dropped an anonymous tip that he is in Chicago and what block he be on.





When Ann turned 3 Carolyn had received a call that Damien her father was shot and killed. Carolyn was relieved but at the same time felt bad because she loved that man no matter how bad he treated her. She never knew what real love was. After his passing she got back hooked up on drugs and stopped her music career from rolling.




16 year old Ann huffed as she got frustrated she could not understand her math quiz. She pulled her sleeve back and rubbed her hand down the open wounds on her wrist all the way down to her arms. Cutting was her coping mechanism besides getting piercings it relieved her because she didn't trust telling anybody about what goes on at home. Santana doesn't even know that her mom is who she nor does he know she lives where she does.



She heard foot steps coming up the stairs and she quickly put her attention back on her computer. She heard light knocks hoping they would go away but the knocks continued


"Come in" Ann said


"Ann you seen mommy's special medicine that was in the fridge?" Carolyn asked

"Nah ma I didn't touch it" Ann replied


"Who's that" a tall black bald man said behind Carolyn


"That's my 16 year old daughter. Cmon let's go back down stairs" Carolyn said trying to push him out the room


"No I wanna meet her." He said whispering something in Carolyn's ear


"U-Um baybee this is my friend David h-he just wants a h-hug. C-can u do that for mommy please?"


"A hug for what I don't know him?" Ann replied harshly


"You can get to know me sweety" he said pushing Carolyn out of the door way stepping inside Ann's room

Ann quickly stood up and put her hand behind her back lifting her gun out of her waist band.


"Cmon sweetie I just want a hug I'm not gonna hurt you" he said showcasing his yellow with a few missing teeth.

"Sure let's go to a more private enclosing she said" walking out the room he followed behind her.

They made it to the room in the basement. Their was a couch in one of the corners. He roughly grabbed her hand and she didn't like being touched it triggered something for her. She lifted her gun and shot the man in his head painting the walls with his blood. Since the basement was soundproof nobody heard anything.


She wiped the blood off her face and walked upstairs. She has had that gun for a while and she has never had to use it on anybody. This was only the beginning ...

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