TW: Rape
Any words that were in a different language pertaining to the characters will be translated at the end of the chapter page :)
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"He's not in the picture, uh didn't want anything to do with her," Lada says in an embarrassed tone
"Huh?! well, why the hell not?," Cat says upset. "How did you guys meet? was he not a boyfriend?" Aalina says curiously.
"I guess, I should tell you guys, since you are my friends and I need to tell someone," Lada says in a stressed tone. As she takes Ulyana out of Strea's arms, she sits in front of the girls with her baby in her lap, while taking deep breaths in and out.
"When I moved here from Russia, I basically knew no one. I lived with my aunt and uncle until my parents could get papers to come here. I knew how to speak English because It was a language taught in my school back home. I think I was 16 or 17 at the time, I can't really remember, but I had made friends with a group of guys who I thought were my friends." Lada stops talking and starts to take deep breaths in and out, cradling her baby.
"Lada, don't tell us anymore if you're not comfortable, it's okay we understand," Cat says rubbing her back. "No, no, I'm okay, I just need to take a few breaths is all," Lada says reassuring the girls.
Breathing out she continues, "Anyways, I went to one of the guy's houses and I really liked him then, and I thought he liked me too. But in the end, his like was fake, because when I got to his house, he got me drunk and took advantage of me." Lada says, with a shaky voice as she starts to tear up at the memory. Taking another deep breath she continues. "When I woke up, he played a game on his phone, and he told me to get up and leave because he finally got what he wanted. I told him it was my first time, and that what he did wasn't right, but all he told me was that I was all over him and I was asking for it," Lada says tearing up some more. After calming herself down, Lada starts speaking again, "When I found out I was pregnant, I told him, and all he did was laugh and tell me it wasn't his because he heard I was sleeping around, and I could be lying, this was around the time Mercedes found out and I had to beg her to not tell people."
Taking another deep breath, she continues, "I had to leave the school for 9th grade because I was starting to show, I was kicked out for being what my family called a "whore", by the time I was able to come back to school, I had learned that the guy left and moved to a different state."
Wiping the lone tear that fell, "At least I got something out of it" she says, looking down at her baby girl with a smile.
Cat wipes her tears angrily, "Ou te manao e fasioti ia te ia, e tatau ona ia totogia, I will find him and kill him, that fucking Hijo de puta!"
"Calm down Cat, lower your voice my moms sleeping," Strea says hurriedly, taking a deep breath herself and wiping her tears, "He should be in jail for what he did Lada, it was rape, for fuck sake he raped you, Lada"
Sniffling, "In my country, he would have been sentenced to death or imprisonment, I'm sorry for saying anything Lada," Aalina says with regret and anger in her voice. She scooted closer to Lada hugging her from the side while crying on her shoulder.
"I want him to disappear, that kambakht gadhe, how could he do something like this too you?" Hanuni says, angrily with tears pouring out of her.
Instead of working on homework, the girls spend the night crying together, feeling the pain of what has happened to their friend.
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Cat's translations: (Samoan)- Ou te manao e fasioti ia te ia, e tatau ona ia totogia (I want to kill him, he has to pay) and (Spanish)- Hijo de puta! (Son of a bitch!)
Hanuni's translations: (Hindi)- kambakht gadhe (Fucking asshole)
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