"Cory..!" I yell out into the hallway to get my little brothers attention.
"What..?" He says when he walks into the door.
"Why in the hell is there a plate of shrimp under my damn mattress..!", i try to speak calmly.
"Because", he says as he lowers his eyes. " "James told me not to eat upstairs anymore, but i was hungry and there was boiled shrimp in the refrigerator. I brought it upstairs because it was 2 o'clock in the morning and i didn't want to be downstairs all alone", My brother ends his sentence with a tear strolling down his left eye.
"Last time he caught me eating upstairs he made me take all of my clothes off and he made me get in the tub. When i got out he told me not to dry and he came in there and spanked me with the flyswater." He continues. "Correyionne please please dont tell me on me", he says as he gets on his knees and cries.
"Okay,Cory", i say feeling sympathy toward my brother. "Why would you put it under my mattress.?"
"I thought maybe he wouldnt do you anything if he found it under your bed."
"Okay ill clean it up", i say feeling generous. "Put on some clothes and ill take you over to PootPoots house in a little."
"Okay."With that he walks away.
See my step father james has been in our lives since our father passed a couple years back. While carrying cory, the doctors told my mom that she wasnt going to make it passed the birthing process due to her excessive stress and diabetic history. She prepared to die anyday. She was stressed alot because her 4th month along, my dad jumped into the river along Los Angeles somewhere. They still dont know exactly what happened that night because my dads body showed no sign of struggle, but he had an fractured skull and a broken back bone.
James came in and swept my mother off her pregnant feet. He used to be her doctor when she carried me and he fell for her hearing the story of my fathers death. They began to date and he soon moved in
A little while after that.
He is very abusive toward us but mom wont seem to believe anything we say so we deal with it anyway we can.
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I grab my little brother and we walk silently out of the house.
"You know cory", i began to speak," you dont have to be scared of him. We dont even have to live there. Have you forgotten that uncle Dorian lives a few blocks away..?"
" Yea cor but..", my brothers sentence is cut off by the sounds of gunshots.
We run into a nearby abandon house and wait there until the close was cleared.
"Corey", i whisper.
For a long time there was silence and i was scared. The thought of losing my brother was the worse feeling ever.
"Where are you..?" I finally hear a whisper.
"Over here."
I grab my brother and we sprint down to lorreyale's
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We finally get down to her house around 3 and i knock on the door.
"Hello Ms Doyale", i say as lorreyales mom opened the door.
"Hey baby how are you guys.? I thought you were going to be here around 11 to come get your hair done..?" She says
" I was but on the way me and lil cory heard gunshots so we ducked off into an abandon house over on 44th."
I explain to her what happened. She offers to call my momma and tell her that we were able to spend a night but i suggested not.
My bestfriend came downstairs and i jumped up and hugged the mess out of her.
I was gratful to be alive..!!
