Soft bitch •Rinney•

The accident

Tw: rape, death, slur, racism (?)

(I'm sorry if any translation is wrong)

Robins pov:

"Are you ready, mijo?" My mama yelled up the stairs. "Sí mama" I said, coming down the stairs. We were going to this kids house because I beat his ass the day before, to be fair he called me a faggot and said I deserved my dad to be murdered. I broke his nose.
Normally my mama didn't do anything about my fights because she understood that they were assholes, but this particular kids dad was my mamas boss, in my defense I didn't know that.
I picked up the keys and got in the car, my mama sitting in the seat next to me. I drove. My mind wondered to the night my dad died, it was 11 years ago so I didn't remember him much, he was shot in an alley. My mama has taken care of me, I loved her so much, she would do anything for me. I pulled into this kids driveway, his house was huge. "Compórtate, si arruinas esto, ¡mi jefe me matará! ¡No mates a tu madre!" She patted my shoulder and got out of the car. "Hola Maria! Hola Robin." The white guy standing in the doorway said with his American accent. I glared at him, he glared at me. My mama walked into our house as the guy spoke, I wasn't listening to him, the only thing i heard were her heals against the tile. I looked around the completely white house. It was so colorless that I wanted to throw up.
The boy I beat up was standing there with his arms crossed. He had a black eye and a few cuts on his face, along with a broken nose of course. I looked away from him as the memory of the fight came to mind.

We we're at a party, drinking of course. We had been flirting for a while, he pulled me into a random bathroom and started kissing me. I didn't ask him to but I was fine with it. He pushed me against the wall, I wasn't used to being dominated so I didn't like it much, but I liked him enough. He began kissing my neck and lifting up my shirt "Erin, stop." I said. "Sh, it's alright, Robin." He spoke back to me, taking my shirt off. "I mean it." I tried to push him off but he took his own shirt if and began unbuttoning my pants. "No stop!" I pleaded, but he didn't. He was a lot bigger then me and I was drunk, so I didn't have much power. Everything when's blank from then.
The next day I tried to talk to him, I went up to him at school and pull him aside. " hey, what happened last night?" I really hoped we didn't have sex, I didn't want to lose my virginity to him. "Wouldn't you like to know, faggot" I looked at him in shock, "what?" Is all I could say. His friends walked over to us. "What's going on? This fag trying to fuck you, Erin?" His friend, Georgie, said while glaring at me. The other guys laughed. "He obviously wants to fuck you like he tried to last night." My heart sank. "What did you say?" I said, turning to him. "Yeah, you tried to fuck me last night, don't you remember, fairy?" Eric said to me. "That's not what happened." I balled my fists, trying to control myself. "You're dad probably doesn't want your faggot ass, oh wait he's dead. He was probably praying to die, good thing that guy did it for -" I cut him off, punching him straight in the face, immediately knocking him to the ground. I got on top of him and started beating him. Sometimes I can't control my anger and it comes out as violence, anger issues is what everyone says I have. My mind rushed with anger, and sadness. I knew what happened last night, and I knew it didn't stop at our shirts. Blood covered my knuckles as I was pulled off of him.

"Mijo, did you hear me?" I zoned back in, "sorry mama, I didn't." She sighed. " Erin wanted to speak to you. No jodas esto, Robin." I looked at Erin, and followed him into the hallway. Not really the hallway, more of a hallway, there were too many to be a the hallway. Rich people. "What? You trying to apologize?" I spoke harshly. He shot up an eyebrow. "Why the fuck would I apologize for?" I looked at him confused. "For the party." He rolled his eyes, "We we're drunk." He hadn't touched any alcohol that night, that fucking liar. "No, I was drunk." I said before our parents came to the hallway. "Dinners ready, come have a seat." The tall white man said. I studied him, he had blonde hair and blue eyes (like his son) and he wore a dress shirt and dress pants. My mama and I sat at the table, across from both of them. A girl a bit younger then me sat next to Erin, she stared at her phone. The food looked good, but I didn't touch it. "Well, let's not ignore why we're here," my mama said, "Sorry? I can't understand with your...you know." The man said. " Accent?" I glared at him, my mama had an accent but it was easy to understand because it was hardly there. "Yes." The man fake chuckled. "She said 'let's not ignore why we're here,' father." Erin stared at me. A few seconds past before I spoke up. "I'm not apologizing." Everyone was staring at me, like they were shocked. "What?" My mama said to me. "Do you even know why I hit him?" The girl looked up from her phone, obviously wanting to hear the drama. "It doesn't matter why, but you need to apologize, hitting people is wrong." My mama gave me a 'don't cause drama' look. "I don't give a fuck that I hit him, I'm not apologizing when he's the one who raped me." I said with a shaky voice. I stood up as silent tears dripped down my face. "I'm so sorry for him." My mama said before following me out the door. I got in the car, as soon as my mama stepped in she said, " I told you not to act up!" I started to sob, "fuck...you..." I spoke between sobs, and started the car. We drove in silence, until a crash.

Glass shattered everywhere, our car spiraled. I looked over and saw someone crashed into my mothers side of the car, I passed out right after seeing her lifeless body.

I was brought to a new house in Denver, Colorado a few days after. My uncle took me in after what happened. It all felt so surreal, like I would wake up and it was all a dream, sadly I never woke up.

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A/N
Sorry for the sad chapter 😜