When I got home Omar and RJ were sitting on the couch watch football.
"Were you been?"
"Out of hell and back"
He said nothing, just to piss him I got undressed right in front of them
"Wha,what are you doing?" RJ
"Im relaxing in my own damn house"
I then walked up stairs and changed in to a short cute royal blue dress touched up my hair and make-up, grabbed my blue clutch and keys. I called a cab and walled down stair ready to fend off any comments that Omar or his brother had.
"Were are you going?"
"To hell you wanna come?"
"Actually I'm already there."
"Then why don't you leave?"
"Because there someone that I need to take care of." He looked at me and looked away.
"I'm going out, don't wait up you two need your beauty sleep."
"Do you need a ride?"
"No. I called a cab." As soon as I said it I heard my cab honk the horn.
"Don't want to keep him waiting" I said as I walked to toward the door.
"Goodnight"
Omar's P.O.V
When Tonya left I sighed. When we dated a few years ago we broke up and left things a mess. She was pregnant and was only 14 and I was 17. We could never be together I realized this and began to mess around with other women when she found out she went histerical and had an abortion. When I found out I got mad and slapped her I could her some pretty mean names. The next day I woke up and the bed was empty her stuff was gone and so was she. Since then we have not spoken a word to each other. The last I heard was that she had became the finest girl in the neighborhood. She start going crazy at least that was he image. A party girl who drank, smoked weed and did slept around. She has an over protective step father who owns and occupies the biggest crime ring in Jersey and New York. I have known Mr. Raphael since I was a baby. Him and my father were best friends since elementary school. They began to live that life the basic made crime. My father, Uncle Raphie and I were at a park when he died. There was a drive by I remember my fathers yell to get me out of there and I remember the sound of the bullet when it hit him in the head. I remember Uncle Raphie's cry out when he held my father till he died and I remember him telling him he would take care of me and my little brother and he has kept his promise. I also promised my father I will avenge his death.
Around 1:00 am my phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey Omar."
It was Tonya.
"Tonya! Why are not home yet?"
"You know Omar, I loved you."
"What?"
" I loved you. Then you cheated on me you told me I could not have the baby you told me to get rid of it" "You made me feel like nothing! That justcouldnt live without you" she laughed. She was drunk.
"And you know the whole time I was getting rid of it I was thinking of you, trying to make you stay, trying to make you happy. I bet while I was trying to make you happy you were out fucking some other hoe." She then laugh and then she began to cry.
"Tonya. Tonya?"
"Hey Omar I'm going to get rid of this one just like I did ours."
"Wait. What?"
"The whole time I was being raped I thought off you. You know when he drugged me and threw me in the ally I called out your name but guess who wasn't there? You! Your never there! You do something sweet to soften me up and then you rip my heart out again and again. But your the one to thank, you turned me into the stone cold bitch I'm am today. Bye Omar."
She hung up. I knew two this she was not coming home tonight and that I loved her to and haven't stop yet.
The next day I woke up with a sore neck, I looked to the right to see RJ passed out on the couch I told him to get up and get readynfor school.
"Damn. Is it monday already?" He mumbled
"Yes you idiot now get up!"
"One more fucking year of school ill be free" he said lazily
I went up stairs and took a shower in Uncle Raphie's room and when I finish I reach for my towel, it wasn't there I then went up stair to borrow a towel from up stair. when I reached her room the door was open and small tattered blue dress layer out on the floor. I went into her bathroom to get an extra one when I turned back around she was standing there, Naked. Her bare breasted stood firm and full while hips showed every curve known to man. I dropped the towel.
"Goodmorning" she said
"I see you made it home"
"Yeah"
"Um.. I got your call last night"
"Oh I hope I didn't say anything to imbarassing!"
"No not at all." I lied
"Oh okay" she said slowly
"Um.." I said trying to look away, but glancing back enjoying the view.
"Oh, sorry" she said bending down to pick up the towel I had drop earlier, showing her round bottom.
"Umm I'm going to go head and let you get dress, there some left over chicken from last night me and RJ will be waiting in the car."
"Wait. What?"
"It's Monday, you and RJ have school."
"I'm not going" she said, almost like she was afraid, she took a step back
"Yes, you are."
"Omar, you asked who raped me..."
"Uhh huh" she turned around and closed the bathroom door. Damn. Just as she was about to open up to me again... and then she closed up. I turned to exit her room, the bathroom door creaked open slowly.
"Mr. Davis" she said barely above a whispered. I stopped dead in my tracks. Jashawn Davis, we had graduated the same year from high school. Last I heared he had graduated from college and taught at the same school he had attended. The guys was a Dick. He ran through girls like niggas wear out condoms. While we were in high school he had four accusions of rape, but was never convicted because the victims always ended up not showing up for court. When she said his name I knew she was never lying about being raped. But no one is going mess with Tonya. I'm am going to handle this and I WONT need Uncle Raphie's help.
Is this Evans High?" She barely said
"Yeah. This the school. We have one 11 champions and thanks to me the last 3 are because of my great skills in football. First freshman ever to captain and I have never been questioned about my position since." He said boldly
"Oh" was all she said. As we got out she hesitated.
"Do I have to go in?" She whispered
"Yeah Its to hot to leave u in the car."
As walked in I noticed a lot of people glancing and pointing which was weird because the always have seen me around. I wish Tonya would have told me that she had beef with a very popular person we would never gotten into this shit in the first place.
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Sometimes it's Better to Forget than to Forgive (ON HOLD)
ChickLit17 year old Tonya Johnson has a big secret. Its not good, she can't tell her family or friends and her attacker interacts with her everyday. Can she overcome her fear and forget or does her mistake drive her to the edge?