𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄➞Benny Rodriguez 2 ✓

THROUGH IT ALL

"I'd find you"

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Phillips

I knew I had to say something to Benny but how can expect him to listen? I mean I've been terrible to him for so many years.

I couldn't rack up an excuse to talk with him on our trip to LA. I thought of everything I could've said and I can't think of anything.

My brain finally stopped every thought when I heard a bang. I shot up and ran to my baby sisters room and locked the door. She was sitting on the floor playing with her toys but she was upset. I think the big noise scared her cos she started whimpering.

"No no no it's okay, Via, shhh it's ok I got you, it's alright," her cries started to get a bit louder, as did the screaming and crashing. I could hear her crying from in the kitchen. I wanted to help, I really did.

My own mother is getting hurt....

And I'm just sitting here...

Until I heard the most deafening scream and I put Via in Lonnie's room and locked the door.

I grabbed the first thing I saw which was my baseball bat and I ran down the hall.

I saw him standing over her. She was unconscious. He kept screaming at her.

I ran over and hit him straight in the head. He was passed out laying next to my mother.

"Mom! Mom...Mom wake up please!" I kneeled down and lifted her into my arms.

I heard Banging and looked down the hall to see Lonnie kick down her door, holding Via in her arms.

I finally looked around the house to see it was a total wreck. Nothing was in tact. Everything was destroyed.

I could feel everything going quiet. I saw a blur. I couldn't stop crying. Lonnie put Via on a small cushion and ran over. Her screams became white noise. I couldn't hear a thing. I couldn't focus. I only looked at all of the damage my Father caused. All the family photos smashed. The Kitchen completely demolished. Holes in every wall. I looked down at him, lying there.

I could feel every bit of anger, I have built up for years, rise and my eyes became wide. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I could beat every bit of life out of him.

That bastard deserves to die. He is not a man. I'm done with his shit.

He...is...Dead to me.

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Jackie

I sat on my bed, looking at the clock that stood on my bedside table.

1:06am

I lifted myself up and sat for a couple seconds to stare at the ceiling. I saw little stars glowing up there. They must have been sitting up there for years. I looked around the rest of my room. Admiring the posters that hung on walls. All the baseball Jersey's hung up in my closet.

I walked over to my vanity and sat down to look. I saw myself staring back in the mirror and I couldn't help but question what about it looked so wrong.

I see a teenage girl. Long Brown hair. Hazel eyes. Tan skin. But...who was she?

I stopped to look at a photo that sat on the corner of my mirror. It was a photo of me...I was with...Benjamin...and those boys I see him with everyday.