I sat upright at the sound of an alarm going off in Tara and I's newly furnished room. Making a sudden movement getting out of bed caused me to wince in pain. My inner thighs, arms, and neck felt sore, I pushed through it, to get Tara dressed. My mother is pimping me out to provide for us, it hurts to even admit it in my head. I wish it weren't true, I wish that Tara could have the mother she deserves but all she has is me. When I finished getting myself together we made our way to the kitchen. Of course Teresa was there, cooking without a care in the world, as if she didn't condone of the rape of her daughter multiple times but this isn't anything new.
"Breakfast my lovelies I-" Teresa said cheerily, I looked at her with so much hatred in my eyes. You know that saying, 'if looks could kill', then she'd be a dead woman.
"Grab something to eat so we can go" I instructed Tara, she nodded and grabbed some pop tarts and bottle of apple juice.
"Look Rena-"
"Save it Teresa, let's go Tara" she took my hand and we walked out the door ignoring every advance from my mother. Every step I took throbbed, I wish she would have at least got some pain killers for the house, this walk was going to be horrible. By the time we made it to Tara's school I was in so much pain. I smiled and waved until I watched her go inside then I sat on the steps to take a break. A few seconds passed and suddenly a car horn honked and I looked up to see Evan.
"Hey are you okay, I saw you limping and I figured you could use the ride" he offered.
"I'm fine, thanks" I stood too quickly causing me to grimace, and I'm sure he noticed.
"Just get in we're going to the same place" he said, groaning internally I weighed the options in my head. If I don't take the ride I'll be late, so I might as well. I limped to the car and slowly took my time getting in careful not to make any more sudden movements. Evan watched with so much curiosity I knew questions were to come. Sure enough a few minutes passed and he broke the silence.
"Why are you limping, you get into a fight or something?" he asked. I stayed quiet, avoiding his concerned gaze. "Was it one the kids from school?"
"No" I replied, he noticed my look of annoyance and he held his hand up in surrender.
"I'll chill, it's none of my business anyway" he stated but I saw him look over at me once more but he didn't continue. I sighed in relief as the school came to view and we pulled into the parking lot.
"Thanks...for the ride" I blurted out and before he could say anything I limped away. When I made it inside I rushed to restroom and collapsed inside a stall. I sat on the floor waiting for the pain to stop. Millions of thoughts racked my brain; why can't I have a normal life, what did I do to deserve this, when will I ever catch a break? I didn't realize I was crying until I felt the tears roll down my face. I wiped my tears off on the back of my sleeve and unlocked the stall door to get water from the sink.
"Whoa, is that little miss Blackbird" a voice said. I dried my face and it was Kathy, smirking at me and I braced myself for what was to come.
"What do you want?" I questioned.
"Feisty today are we Blackbird, but weren't you just in there crying" she laughed. I rolled my eyes, gathering my things hoping she'd take the hint and leave. Kathy into my path and crossed her arms not letting me by. I prayed to God that she wouldn't hit me, haven't I been beaten up enough?
"Move." I mumbled, she jumped at me causing me to flinch. Making her laugh very loudly, then she stepped to the side. I took that as my ticket to escape, and surprisingly she let me go.
"There's no place to hide from me Blackbird, I'll see you around" she called after me. I didn't even look back, my fast paced walk became a jog and I turned the corner and bumped into Evan.
"Hey, I was looking for you" he stated.
"Why" I snapped
"Calm down, I just wanted to check on you. Have you been crying?" he questioned
"Wh-what, no I have to get to class" I stammered and limped past him, I could still feel him staring at me as a walked away from him. I never thought there would be a day that I was glad I made it to class. At lunch I was sitting by myself at my usual table when I was interrupted by Evan with his lunch tray.
"Hey" he smiled
"Sup" I replied quietly
"You mind if I sit here?" he asked gesturing towards the empty seat in front of me. I shrugged, and he took it as an invitation anyway and sat down. "Why aren't you eating" he looked at my still full tray of school food.
"Not hungry" I stated.
"You should probably eat something you look sick" he commented, then he slapped his hand over his mouth.
"Thanks, that's a step up from the things I've been called before" I laughed humorlessly
"No I didn't mean it like that, I can tell by your face that you haven't eaten and that's not good, but I'm not saying you're not pretty, you're cute like a puppy. Not saying you remind me of a dog...and I'm gonna shut up now" he rambled. I laughed at his antics internally, causing me to smirk, I hope he didn't think I took offense. "I got a smile, I knew my awkwardness would pay off someday" he laughed. At the end of the day I met Evan at his car so we could work on the project.
"We getting your little sister today?" he asked.
"Everyday...we have to get her everyday" I said. He nodded and a few minutes later we arrived at the school to pick her up. When we pulled up her teacher, Ms. Maddock, was waiting on the curb with her as usual. I got out to open the door for Tara and as she got in her teacher pulled me aside.
"Rena, is everything okay at home?" she asked with a look of concern.
"Yes ma'am, everything is good why?"
"Tara told me some disturbing news today. She broke down in class crying and when I asked why she said that a bad man has been coming by at night and hurting you." she stated. My eyes started to well up and my legs got weak.
"I ha-have no idea what you're ta-talking about" I stuttered.
"Rena if something is happening you need to tell someone Tara is afraid but I think it's more for you than herself" she said.
"We have to go" I snatched my arm out of her grip, and sped walk back to the car. "Drive." I instructed and he did just that, I watched in the rear-view mirror as we left Ms. Maddock in the dust.
"What was all that about, the conversation looked pretty serious" Evan asked.
"Nothing important, don't worry about it" I mumbled.
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Blackbird
Dla nastolatkówSeventeen year old Rena Klein hasn't had the best life, a drug addicted mother, no father, bullies, and younger sister to look after. No one knows her struggles until one day they are brought to the light. Story inspired by song "Blackbird" by Nina...