VB: Under Construction

VB: Chapter 9 |

Ace

"He kissed me on the cheek and I blushed.

"I guess we can start from there haha", he said.

"Can I tell you something else that I didn't tell you?"

"What is it now?"

" Umm, the guy who raped me, was really close to me."

"Yeah, I mean well-"

"No, not like that. I mean he was my step brother."

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Narrator's POV

"Did You just say that you're brother did this to you?" Drew looked at Ace in shock.

"My STEP brother okay, he's not my real brother", Ace says.

"Ace, he's still blood- related! How could he do that to you?!?"

"I didn't even know he was my step-brother till my mother told me when my father left. It still irks me to this day to know that someone I'm that close to would do something like that to me."

"Which side was he in on your family?"

"I thought it was my mother's because he was light skinned, but it was on my father's side. I just couldn't believe that something like that would happen to me." Ace turns around and frowns.

"Listen, do you know where he is now?"

"Honestly, I don't know. He's probably married now or something or just off this continent I don't know."

"We have to go and get justice. He can't just do something like that to you. This is serious Ace."

"Please can we just leave the situation alone please Drew? I don't want to talk about this anymore." Ace draws up closer to Drew and begins to kiss him, but Drew pulls away.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Agh, Drew? What's wrong?"

"Are you fucking stupid? You just totally forgot about what you just told me. YOU got raped. By your own brother. And you don't care?"

"DREW I DO CARE BUT IM TIRED OF CARING OKAY? DO YOU FUCKNG KNOW HOW LONG IVE HELD THIS SECRET FOR? MORE THAN 5 YEARS! IM TIRED OKAY DREW? I'm tired of caring anymore. Why don't I just die?!"

"Ace don't say that, please."

"No, I just can't anymore I'm done." Ace runs upstairs and Drew starts to chase her as well.

"Where are you going? Don't run up to the kitchen!" BUt that's exactly what she did. Ace grabbed a big knife and held it to her throat.

"Drew," she said tears falling down her face, " I'll do it."

"Ace, listen to me. It's not worth it, I care about you Ace, and your mother cares about you. Put the knife down. Please"

"Drew, I don't care! Have you seen the pain I've gone through these past years? I wondered why I haven't killed myself yet, Oh wait I have! With pills and trying to hang myself when I was younger. I should've died in the hospital. I don't know why you care."

Ace's mother and my mother came upstairs to see what was the problem.

"Acacia ¿Qué estás haciendo? Baja el cuchillo ahora!" (What are you doing? Put the knife down now!)

"Ma I'm done okay, please all of you just go!" Ace held the knife closer to her throat.

"Ace I love you please don't do this!", screams out Drew.