Shit Just Got Real

Chapter one-Shit Just Got Real

First of all school is over and I ain't got shit to do. Everyday i would just sit around the house and do nothing. Some of y'all might be able to relate. My name is Angel and a badass bitch.

I live behind a lot of lies deceit and drama. I have 17 different siblings . My dad has been around a lot. My mom is not married to him cause he's a drunken bastard who doesn't know how too control himself around women. But soon that changed. When i was only four year of age my mom left. She moved away to the U.S and that's where my life became more complicated.

My sister and I lived with our grand parents for five years. And at the age of nine my life changed. A huge storm hit the Island of Jamaica and many of the Island was destroyed . My dad offered to take me in that unfaithful year. Months went by with weird signals from my dad. I ignored them. I was only nine years of age. I didn't understand what was going on.

on a dreary Sunday morning . The freezing wind died down, and the roads were quiet. It was Sunday the day of God the day of forgiveness. My dad was home that day. He wasn't at work. We were home alone. No one else was there with us. He called me into his room. I obeyed his orders and went. He was lying on his back. Looking out the window not paying much attention to me. I was wearing a blue sun dress. my mid night short black hair cascading down my neck. My brown eyes placed between the straight nose i inherited from my mom. My structure was well matured. I had curves in places where a ten and a half year old shouldn't. My slender legs were protruding from beneath my dress. My shoulders were straight and i was a waiting his commands.

" Remove the dress and come lay with daddy. also close the door" His voice was harsh and warm. I obeyed his orders and did what i was told. I went on the bed and sat there. While the man i looked up to was caressing my legs and whispering in my ear...

I was violated and my innocence was taken away from me. Thinking about the memory makes me shudder. I went back to what I was doing. It was the first day of summer break and I had a nothing to do. I looked back out the window. There was a steady pounding of rain on the window panes. Cars were moving really slowly by my house. It was a rather small two bed room apartment.

Hard wood floors, with a big archway filled of carving that would take a person who just ran a marathon breath away. I watch as this couple walks by. There holding hands all smiley. But the weird thing was they were in love. They guy was holding the umbrella over the girls head while he was walking in the rain getting drenched. I thought to my self I want love like that. Love that might last a life time.

And then it happened again. I was no longer in my living room sitting on my window pane. I was back in my old room in Jamaica listening to a conversation between my mom and her Mom.

" she was raped. Lucy have to so something he can't walk free" My grandmother sounded anguished and frustrated. she couldn't believe her baby girl was violated by the man she looked up to.

" I would but I have no more over the situation I'm in the U.S and you guys are millions a miles away. So figure out something to do"

I knew my mom was getting frustrated I could hear it in her voice. I have never met my mom. I have no recollection of what she looks like. When she left I was only four and my memory of that day have left Me helpless to remember the face that helped create me.

But he still violated me. He took mjy innocence that's why I took his. When I was 11 I realised what that monster did to me. And I got back at him for doing that. His body was found dismembered and on unable to be recognized. I was some what satisfied at that memory and at that point I curled in a ball on the window pain went to sleep and brought to my self who is gonna hurt me next and who is gonna end up just like my dad..