*Later that Day*
"Mommy wake up!" I yell as I try to shake her.
"Mommy!"
"Wake up mommy!"
"Mommy please wake up!"
I kept shaking her body, but she wouldn't move. I look over to her left wrist and see red down her arm.
She wasn't breathing. I rush to the phone and call 911.
I was only 5.
I snap out of my daze as the light turns green and drive off.
I'm at my house within 20 minutes. I pull my car up into my garage, and park my car. I get out, close the garage door and enter my house. I go to the front door and I see a woman in her 40's, clothes trashed and a bottle in her hand on my couch.
"You didn't rape her did you?" she asks.
"Excuse me? Rape who?"
"My daughter on her 17th birthday. You didn't rape her did you?" she looks at me.
I recognized her instantly.
Shit. Alicia's mom.
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