Really Mr Alpha?

Chapter Six

Christina Sharpe

Life has a way of showing you its beauty even after you have suffered pain. That’s what I was thinking as Jamie introduced me to his little sister. Even though I was angry at Jamie’s dad, my Godfather, it didn’t mean that I couldn’t spend time with Jamie or Josslyn. It was weird. When I was young I missed Jamie a lot our fathers were both close so growing up we spent many days just hanging out and playing movies whenever they came to visit. They didn’t live close by until now I didn’t even know where they lived. At times I was angry at Jamie thinking he didn’t want to see me but growing up I realised we had no control of our parents’ decisions and that he had missed me too.

He told me how my Godfather wanted to see me but I told him that he had the chance years ago and he never did bother after my Dad left. It just showed how much he didn’t care when he left me. It was as if I lost two fathers not just one.

I remember one night I was really scared. I was thirteen and all alone in my room. My mother had yet again invited some random man home but he wasn’t just satisfied with having my mother he wanted me too. I heard him behind my door. He wanted to scare me before coming in, his sickly voice told me how much he loved when little girls behaved and he knew I would be a good girl for him. I wasn’t stupid I knew what he wanted at I wasn’t going to give it to him. I grabbed my old beat up mobile phone I used in emergencies and desperately dialled my Godfather’s number praying he would pick up, he never did. The tears cascaded down my cheeks whist I screamed as loud as I could. I woke my mother but I didn’t care.

The man easily over powered my drunken mother as shakily stumbled into the room demanding to know what was going on. All it took was a shove and she was passed out on the floor I continued to scream but he soon pushed me onto the ground and covered my mouth with one hand the once started undoing his shirt buttons it was then that I heard the sirens.

There was an urgent pounding on the door- I was too shocked to speak. I watched the man quickly rise and crack open the window. Before he creeped out he gave me a look that told me he wasn’t finished with me and In that split second there was enough light for me to look at the monster that almost store my innocence. To this day that man still haunts me it’s not as strong as it once was but when I am feeling at my lowest that is the time when his face appears to me, reminding me of what almost happened.

I was so bust shaking I didn’t realise that the police had broken in the door and woken up my mother in the process. They took one look at my fear filled eyes and ushered me into our dingy living room. The police quizzed my mother who told them I was just screaming fir attention; the way the female police officer looked at me told me she didn’t believe I was just a misbehaving teen. She softly asked me what happened I was about to recount what had went on when my mother’s hand painfully squeezed my knee urging me to keep my mouth shut and with a soft sigh I kept my mouth shut. I locked eyes with the understanding officer and pleaded with my eyes not to leave but eventually her partner told her they were needed at the station. She sent me one last smile whilst she sneakily placed a card in my pink flowery jacket that hung on a hook near the door just before she left. My mother didn’t notice she was too out of it to care by now.

I found out later on that it was Mrs Jane that called the police. Her and her son were passing when they heard the scream. Jack approached me the next day at school; I didn’t know who he was then. He asked me if I was alright and admitted that it was his mum that called the police. From that day on we started talking even though he was in the year above me. I didn’t know then we would end up best friends.

Shaking myself from the memories I play with Josslyn because she wasn’t at fault for leaving me and she was so cute I couldn’t resist getting to know the happy four year old. And so for the rest of the day we played in the park laughing and playing and for the entire day I couldn’t stop smiling but Logan Diamonds face still stayed at the front of my mind and I found myself wondering if I would share happy moments like this with him.