Stone Heart

New Journey

Chapter Six: New Journey

"Wait, what," I asked questioning her judgement. "Imani what.. we're leaving?"

"Yes Carlissa. We just killed a man, what else are we supposed to do. We can't stay here, or we'll go to jail, not a juvenile detention center, but jail. We murdered a fucking man."

"But Imani he raped us, it was in self defense. We had our reasons to kill this motherfucker. And if we didn't kill him, he might of killed us."

"Carlissa, where is our proof? Do you have undeniable evidence he raped either one of us cause I surely don't. We won't get off with us just saying he raped us and that he would have killed us. You have a fucking pussy ass scratch on your thigh, they won't think our lives were in danger. Where's our proof."

The fucking evidence is right here inside of me. He seeded me, bust inside me, that's all the evidence we need, but.. I can't... I can't. I can't tell, I can't let anybody know. This is my secret, a cross that I must bare alone, without the cops knowing or Imani knowing. Why must I keep it secret, why can't I tell.

"See, " Imani said interrupting my thoughts, "now let's get the fuck outta here."

I grabbed my bag and Imani grabbed hers. We packed a couple of outfits, luckily me and Imani wore the same size. After we packed our clothes, Imani took Santino's wallet. He only had about fifty dollars in there, so me and Imani were gonna have a ruff time out here on our own. As we were about to walk out the door, I hesitated then stopped in my tracks.

"Imani, I don't think this is the best decision. We don't have to run. We can wait on your mama then.."

"No we can't, and stop bringing her up," Imani exclaimed.

"Why, she'll be able to help us," I asked.

"Because my mama left Carlissa," Imani said bluntly. "That bitch didn't want me. She got with Santino.. and.. and she left me here. SHE SOLD ME TO SANTINO," she yelled feverishly. "She sold me to him for just enough to get out da hood. That bitch didn't want me in the first place," she said through her cries and gasps for air. "So, Carlissa she isn't coming to help me.. I mean us or to save us."

Tears were streaming down my face as I made my way to the sofa. I motioned for her to come here.

"Carlissa we have to go."

"Come here," I said plainly.

She came and sat next to me, her eyes still streaming tears. She looked down at her lap as she sat down and continued until I turned her head so she could see my face.

"Imani, why didn't you tell me. I could have helped you, you my girl, I wouldn't have let you suffer this alone." My tone and attitude began to change. My sympathy had turned to anger. My voice boomed as I yelled angrily at Imani. "You have kept secret after fucking secret from me. Yo mama didn't say I could spend the night, cuz she been gone. How the fuck was I supposed to get home. Oh, and Santino supposed to be yo step daddy, that's why I trusted him. I didn't know he was just a nigga who fucking bought you to fuck you. He been fucking you han he, and you never told me. I got sucked into this because you couldn't trust me enough to fucking tell me all this. That dead muthafucka up their raped me, and it's cuz yo dumb ass didn't tell me the fucking truth. I helped you kill a fucking man, when all you had to do was fucking tell me what had happened."

"I'm sorry Carlissa," she said, trying desperately to calm my anger.

"Bitch please. You did this to yo fucking self and you will be going through the fucking rest of it solo. I'm calling my mama I'm getting me a fucking lawyer. I am done with yo stupid ass."