No More Pain...

(7) Broken- secrets

We were here...

Mara is a little crazy from time to time. I swear I told you to stay off the crack. But it's like telling a fly yo stops swarming around shit. Ain't gonna happen.

"Sorry auntie, no need to be cursing. I thought you's save? God is going to be mad at you for cussing heap of them bad words." She managed to get out, her voice raspy like a strangled mule.

I can tell she was just joking, but she'd always be the one to lead ma to curse.

Lord, help this heifer to stay off them crack. Amen!

"What the hell you want Mara?" Ma spitted out. "I need a place to stay until Thursday." She said looking at the floor.

Oh. Hell. NO. I know she'n staying here. What the hell we look like? A homeless shelter? No, I will kill

the bitch if she even look at me. "

Nooooooooo!" I yelled. "Hell Nah!" This is blasphemy!

"Watch yo mouth baby!" Ma said.

"Look, I'm sorry but no. She ain't staying here Ma! You know she on that crack she'd steal something. Probably sell our house. Nope, sorry, you can't stay here. We don't want it. Return to sender. Take it back!" I spit while looking at her.

"Biiiitch please! This is my aunties house. Yo lil ass ain got nothing to say." Mara said sharply.

"Mara! You will not come up in this here house and start cussing! The only one cussing is me up in this shit!" Ma calmly stated.

"Look, you could stay here, but if anything ends up missing... Kill yoself right then and there, cause if Ifind you. Jesus ain't gonna be able to stop me from whopping yo ass!" Ma said.

I stared at them in complete shock. She ain't gonna ruin my night before it even started. Mara hugged Ma and flipped me the bird. "Thank you , thank you, thank you. I won't be no trouble."

Mara? No trouble? HA! Call me when whales could walk on land!

I saw ah black and silver hummer pulled up.

Damien.

"Maaaaaaa ohmigawd! MA! He's here, he's here!" I ran upstairs and sprayed some perfume on. I heard conversation going on downstairs as I reapplied some lipstick.

"Hello, um. I'm Damien Cartwright. One of Jades friends." His sexy voice sang.

"Oh, well aren't you a cute one! Hi, I'm Ms. Smith. Jade should be coming down any moment." As if on cue I came down with the quickness.

"Hi." I managed to get out. Boy did he look fine with his button-down plaid shirt and dark jeans. I glanced at his feet, he wore chuck trailers! My boo got style-

wait what? Boo? Jade, kill yoself.

"Always nice to see you love." He responded. I think his accent caught my aunt offguard, because she was staring at him shamelessly. I cleared my throat cause this was getting awkward. He got the message.

"Ah yes, well it was a pleasure meeting you Ms. Smith. We should get going. I should be bringing her home at around 11, 11:20? If that's ok?" He asked.

"Right on the dot sweetpea. Y'all have fun. Not too much fun, but fun. Drive responsibly, no heavy drinking." As she blabbed on and on. I felt his eyes roam my dress, which got my face looking like a damn tomato.

"Yes Ma, we know. Bye." I hurried us out the door. But before it closed Mara said something. "You really look nice Ja."

Wow, so she isn't a complete bitch after all.

"Thanks." I said finally out the door.

He opened his shiny car door for me. "Thanks." Feeling like a princess, I must be cheesing like a complete idiot cause he asked when he got in "Never had the door opened for you before love? Because you're over there cheesing quite hard I'm sure your cheek hurt." He chuckled. I blushed.

"Nice car..."

Really? Nice car Jade? Jump out while you got the chance.

I feel like a complete idiot. His chuckle pulled me out of my thoughts. "Thanks. So Smith huh? But your last name is Mackenzie. At least I hope, right?" His eyes glancing at me.

"Oh, Ma...she's my aunt." I responded flatly. Knowing where this is going. Here comes a million questions. This is why I avoid people.

"Aunt? Ok, where's your parents?" He asked.

Oy.

Taking a deep breath I responded, "They died in a fire, and all my other relatives wouldn't take in a seven year old. So my aunt- Ellen Smith took me in with open arms." I said trying to hold back tears as that day flooded through my head.

I covered my scar absentmindedly. He was looking at me now. He glanced back to the road.

"Hey, are you alright? Did I say something wrong?" He asked. In his tone I truly heard that he cared. But I knew it was all a lie. No one cared for me, only my aunt. No one took a broken hearted seven year old in with scars all over. Nobody wanted to love me... Because I was broken.

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-what could've happened to Jade that left her feeling the way she felt towards people? What do y'all think about Damien? Does he sound like eye candy? Comment, vote, follow. Blah blah. Stay tuned guys!! 💜👍 oh and did you figure out who Mara was? If you guessed cousin you're right :) . See you ! Continue reading.