Eleven year old Yasir was sleeping on the couch of his grand mothers Ester's house it was currently 5:15 am and the blue sky started to rise Yasir was the only one in the house awake his cousin Tremani was sleeping on the floor. He stepped over him and walked into the bathroom closing the door behind him quietly.
Yasir only has privacy in the bathroom and he broke down in tears it had been three days since his mother went missing she would always go out on the streets to find her next fix to support her drug addiction and Yasir always found himself crying about his mother abandoning him . His dad was never in his life in and out of jail until he got gotten himself killed. Yasir only had his grandparents Maurice and Ester and a few other relatives but none of them understood how he felt
The tears fell down his face as he sat on the cold floor thinking about all of the horrible things that could happen to his mother he never understood how he could love some one even after they had abandoned him multiple times. He had the purest and warmest heart ever until this day this is when that heart turned black
He heard the front door open assuming his mother finally came back home he walked into the living room seeing his grand father Maurice drunkly stumbling into the door causing a ruckus
"Pops be quiet before you wake Tre " Yasir said as he walked back to lay down on the couch to go to sleep
"What you say to me boy" Maurice words slurred as he became angered by what his grandson said
He slapped Yasir across the face causing him to fall onto the ground waking up Tremani. Yasir eyes began to burn as the tears fell down his face
Tremani looked at him with a terrified look on his face
"Go in the bathroom and don't come out till I come get you" Yasir whispered as his grand father walked into kitchen to get another beer
Tremani snuck past the kitchen locking himself in the bathroom praying that Yasir didn't get hurt
They both were being abused by Maurice and Ester knew nothing about this mainly because she worked 24/7 and both boys were to scared to speak up
"Where the fuck did I put my cigarettes" Maurice yelled as he went back out the door to see if he had dropped them outside
Yasir had gotten some rubbing alcohol that was sitting on the table and poured it into the beer sat back down . He had been planning on poisoning his grandmother for weeks. He couldn't take the abuse and he wasn't going to let Tremani get hurt any longer
Maurice was too drunk and out of his mind to notice the taste but quickly regretted picking up the bottle he violently threw up all of the food that was in his stomach and gagged as Yasir stood over him as he fell to his knees from the unbearable stomach pain
It was a painful sight to see as Yasir covered his ears and once his grandfather had died he picked himself up and grabbed the mop , bleach and other cleaning supplies . Yasir watched all the mistakes killers had made to get them caught and he wasn't making one , Yasir made sure none of his DNA was left of the rubbing alcohol bottle and called the paramedics from the house phone
"Mani don't say anything about pops hitting us okay he's gone we don't have to worry anymore" He assured his little cousin
Yasir never could talk about his feelings or what happened home to anyone because he felt like no one cared from his grand father abusing him to his mother neglecting him . Tremani was all he really had and when Ester found out her husband died she wanted nothing to do with neither of her grand children Yasir and Tremani were separated by the system and Yasir had bounced from foster home to foster home till the age of eighteen he never stayed in one home for long so being pushed into the streets didn't bother him it just made him into a heartless person until he met her
