Let The Games Begin

Chapter 17

I woke up early in the morning. I looked at the picture of my brother and decided that it was time to start jogging again. My brother and I used to jog every morning, till he passed away. I got up and threw on my work out pants that have a criss cross thing on the side, my sports bra that has the criss cross on the back. I slipped on my hoodie that's red and gray and it's says Me? Sarcastic. Never.

I put my hair in a messy ponytail. And I slipped on my white running shoes. I grabbed my keys and walked out the door. Locking it before I started jogging. I started jogging around the park, till I noticed there was a cemetery next to it.

I jogged a couple of miles around it. Until I saw Jay next to two graves. I walked closer to her unsure if I should just walk away and let her be or go up to her. I decided to go up to her to see if she was okay.

"Hey" I said softly when I stood next to her. The graves said Ruby Rose January 12,1981-November 28, 2013  Kyle Rose August 8, 1980-November 28, 2013. She stared at the graves for a while.

"Hey" she said.

"What are you doing here Ariel?" She asked me wiping away a tear.

"I was just jogging until I saw you here, I wanted to make sure your okay. I can leave if you want so you can visit your parents in private" I told her. She shook her head no.

"How did you know that they were my parents, I've never told anyone that they were gone?" She asked a little shocked

"The years give it away" I explained to her. She nodded her head.

"So how did they die?" I asked. She sighed and sat down with her back facing the grave. I did the same.

"I just want to start by saying I don't need pity" Jay told me. I smiled a little knowing that we both don't like pity.

"So when my parents where 16-17 they had a baby boy, but they weren't able to raise him so they gave him up for adoption. His name was Derek. Then four years later they had me and decided they were ready this time. We were a happy family, everything was fine, until my 12th birthday. That's when he came back and decided that he wanted revenge for giving him up. I don't know what happened to him to make him so angry. But I guess my parents knew something was wrong so they put me in the closet and told me to be quiet" she paused to close her eyes and take a deep breath. You could tell that she was trying to stop the tears.

"I kept quiet as I watched my own brother murder my parents, after he left I stayed in the closet till the police found me. I didn't cry till the police officer picked me up, I didn't want to leave them. But I had no choice. My house was a crime scene for so long. I didn't have any family. I stayed at the police officers house and I'm still staying at his house. His name is Bradley James. From that day on I swore I would get back at my brother. That's why I took up street fighting and as far as I know he is still after me" she finished the story sounding angry at her brother and I don't blame her. I would too.

We just stayed in silence for a while till I spoke up.

"I know how you feel" I told her. She stared a me for a while.

"What do you mean?" She finally asked. I guess I'll share my story it's only fair.

"When I was 14 I met this guy. He was sweet at first and we were good friends. His name was Ray Bradley. We weren't in a relationship till I turned 15 and that's when things took a turn for the worst. He changed, it was gradually at first. He would insult me. Tell me that I need to go on a diet. That no one loves me. That I'm not good enough. I believed him for a while and there are some parts of me that still does." I took a deep breath letting what I was telling her sink in.

"One day I was out shopping with my brother for some school project, we were having a good time talking and laughing. We always go through this alley way as a short cut home. That's when I saw how much he changed. He was waiting at the end with a smile on his face and a gun in his hand." I shuddered at the memory. I saw Jay have a curious look on her face.

"He aimed the gun at my brother and told me to choose. I could either go with him a live with him or I could watch my brother die and I'll be forced to go with him. Me being a 15 year old I thought he was bluffing, so I called him on it. Turns out he wasn't bluffing. He killed my brother on November 25th, 2012. After that he told me to start walking, I didn't know what to do so I did what he told me." I closed my eyes to stop myself from crying.

"He wouldn't let me leave the house unless I was getting him something. He raped and abused me till I was 17." I stopped for a while trying to put the next part into words

"How did you get out?" Jay asked me

"Well you know my friend wade we met at Starbucks?" I asked she nodded

"He and his friends actually kidnapped me trying to get money out of Ray, but when they saw I was more relieved then scared, they knew something was up, so we met up with Scarlett I told them the story and they called the cops. He got charged with rape and domestic abuse, but he didn't get charged with murder. I told them he murder him but they said I was trying to blame someone for his murder since they couldn't find who killed him. He blames me for being sent to jail and he swore to make my life a living hell" I finished my story

"Awe man that sucks, I'm sorry about that" she said.

"Yeah so does what happened to you" I told her. We just stayed silent for a while letting the moment think in.

"Wait isn't he here now?" She asked me referring to Ray. I nodded my head.

"Unfortunately" I said

"Dude I won't let him get you I promise" she told me.

"And I won't let you brother get you I promise" I said we both smiled and nodded.

"Lets go shopping get our mind off of this" I suggest. She nodded her head we got up and walked to my house so we can drive to the mall.

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Hey guys so this chapter went by faster than I thought it would, probably because I had help from justice_perry she helps me come up with the ideas for my story. Well hope you enjoy.