No Such Thing As A Happy Ending

Chapter Ten

"You broke up or family you stupid bitch" my mama yelled. "You know Tim ain't touch you, he's a good man and been nothing but good to you." You wrong mama I thought but he did, he hurt me and I just couldn't take it anymore.
"Tynerah, bring yo ass over here" I turned around to see my daddy laying on his back butt naked on my bed. Oh my gosh they put me back in this house.
"See mama" I tried to exclaim but when I turned around she wasn't there. I moved my feet as fast as I could but I didn't go anywhere. He grabbed my hair and sat up forcing me on my knees. I swear if he put that thing in my face I'll bite it off and face whatever consequence as long as I know he was in pain because of it.

Resha busted in my room. Thank God, somebody to take me away from here, I smiled and wept tears of joy. "Why in the fuck are you talking to my man you back stabbing hoe" she shouted and charged at me.Huh? What.... "What are you talking bout.." I couldn't hear myself speak.

"Cause she a freak hoe, that's why. You know I'd never leave you for a piece of shit like that" and he kissed Resha. She smiled "Guess you ain't that cute after all.
Then they came all at once. My mama, daddy, Resha, and Jonathan.

"Tynerah!"
"Tynerah!"
"What! please leave me alone" I cried.
"Tynerah"
"Tynerah"

"Tynerah!"
"Girl, wake up"
"Please leave me alone" I whispered.
Then I opened my eyes staring at a familiar face.
"Jonathan?" I hoped up.
"What am I doing here, I thought I was in police custody" I said in disbelief.

"I broke you out" he said simply.
I looked at him like he had just slapped me cross my face, I was bout to get the hell up outta there before I was on the news as an escaped convict.

"Girl, I'm just playing. I got to you before they did, I almost didn't recognize you. Now you wanna tell me why they were looking for you."

I relaxed and fidgeted a little bit. I looked down and started twiddling my dirty ass fingers. I really didn't wanna have to tell him the story too.

"Can I shower first?" I asked.

"YES, please do. Everything you need is already in the bathroom. And hurry up dirty girl, I wanna know what yo ass done got into." I scowled him. I wasn't in the mood for him being funny.

Man, what a night. My legs were killing me from all the running I did. I peeled out of my dirty clothes and looked at myself in the full body mirror. I had caked up dried mud on and between my toes and smudges of dirt covered my entire body including all on my face. My hair was a tangled mess, with dirt and leaves all through it and it was half straight and partially wavy. Ugh, more sleep was much needed. Under any other circumstances I would have been highly embarrassed to be in front of him like this. Shit any other circumstances I would have never even gotten this damn dirty. I looked around the bathroom, it was big and pretty. Nicely decorated, where was I at anyways. Was this his house? I wandered. He really meant what he said, I literally had EVERYTHING I needed: toothpaste, toothbrush, shampoo, conditioner, rag, towel, soap, and I even had a robe and some slippers for when I came out.

I took a nice long hot shower. Taking my time scrumbing away dirt and washing my hair. Afterwards I brushed my teeth and put on the robe and slippers I was given and came out the bathroom. It felt so good to be clean again.

"Feel better?" Jonathan asked.

"Pshh, that's an understatement" I answered.

"Okay, I'm listening", no way out of it this time. I couldn't think of a good enough lie without sounding incredibly stupid or like a real deal criminal.