Arabella
3:00am
I rolled around in my sleep over and over. I grabbed the house phone and called August. With one ring, he
answered. "Yeah Baybeh" he said with a raspy voice. "A-August, i-I'm scared." I said crying terribly. "Calm down baybeh' I'm on tha' way." He said. I didn't hang up, I just stayed still.
3:40am
I heard my window slide up, and it was August. He climbed into my room, and walked over to me. "B-baybeh what's wrong?" He asked in a worried tone. "He kept hitting me over and over." I said crying harder. He knew daddy had hit me. He looked at me and hugged my petite frame. "It's gonna be alright. It's all gonna be alright." He said hugging me and rubbing my back. He kicked his shoes off and kissed my forehead. He climbed into bed with me and comforted me.
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I woke up to have August still in bed with me. He was looking at me. "Goodmorning Princess" he said kissing my cheek, I blushed. "G-good morning." I said wiping my eyes. I remembered everything from last night. "I'm sorry about last night." I said somewhat embarrassed. "Baybeh' if ya' eva' need me, anytime of tha' hour, I'm here ma'" he said hugging me. I looked at the clock and it read 10:40. Oh gosh! I had to work today! I quickly got out of bed, and slid out a pair of kaki pants and a pink button up.
"Baybeh why ya' rushin'?" He asked. "Mama got me a job at Rachel's and I have to be there at 12. "Baybeh' calm down. You got time." I took a deep breath, and went into the bathroom to get dressed. I slid on my clothes and let my long curly hair hang. I slid on my flats and left. August was sliding his shoes on and when he saw me, he smiled. Mama was at church cleaning, so August could be in the house. I felt really guilty for having him inside. Ma wouldn't want him or anybody inside of the house while she's not here. "Come on ma'" August said grabbing my hand. "Where are ya' going?" I asked him. "I'm walkin' ya' to work." He said grabbing my hand with a smile.
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August had walked me to work and told me he would be back later to pick me up. I was at work and I talked to Miss Rachel. Miss Rachel was a middle aged woman who owned a popular restaurant in the hood of New Orleans. She was such a sweet lady. She didn't want me cooking since I was only 16, so she said I could wait tables. It was a lot of work, but fun. Miss Rachel told me to go waiter a group of guys who had just walked in. Street thugs. I made my way over to them, and they all stared at me.
"W-welcome to Rachel's what would you guys like f-for t-today?" I said to them with a smile. I spotted one boy biting his lip at me smiling. "I want a side of you ma'" he said. I felt my cheeks turn red. Oh gosh. "Let me get a sprite and a large fry." One said. I wrote it down. "Will that be all?" I asked. He nodded his head yes. I turned around and began to take the order to the cook. I could hear one of the guys say, " look at that cute lil' booty." I was disgusted. I heard the small bell ring and tell me the order was ready, I grabbed the large fry and Sprite. I took it back over to the guy, and handed him the fries and sprite. He looked at me and it became awkward. I sat a straw on the table and left to wait the other people.
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August
"Whatchu' want me to do baby?" She whispered seductively in my ear. I was suppose ta' get Arabella off work. I tol' ha I would walk ha' home. I could feel tha' hoe pull on ma' belt. She undid my buckle, an' went ta' work.
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I was highly upset with August. I had been waiting on him for 25 minutes and he still wasn't here. It was 6:00 and It was getting dark, and I couldn't wait on him all night. I sighed and threw arms around each other and began to walk home. Never again.
