Prolougue
{Changed the names so you'll know who is who}
We had just walked through the door. It was our last day of school and when me and Chresanto walked in we saw our mom Lizah and our Dad Jerome.
He had her backed up agaisnt the wall hand on her throat . I screamed grabbing both of their attentions.
My dad looked at me rage in his eyes. I knew this wasn't good I knew something was happening.
When my mom turned her head to look at me she had tears streaming down her face.
"Go upstairs and wait. Everything is gonna be alright." She said.
I didn't move I was horrified.
"Chresanto get her." My dad said.
In the next moment. I was being picked up, Chresantp carried me up the stairs with ease.
He set me down in my bathroom closet which is where I usually go when mom and dad have arguments. He then sat next to me.
I curled up grabbing my knees and closing my eyes.
I kept hearing loud thuds and screams. "Alyssa!! Chresanto!!" I heard my mom scream.
This was normal when they had arguments. Mom would get upset which would make dad upset.
Then he would start to hit her. I learned the first night to stay in the closet.
Me and Chresanto went down to see what was happeneing.
Dad was hitting mom continuesly as she kept screaming.
I went in and covered her body with mine before he could hit again and he struck me.
He hadn't even realized that he hit me until Chresanto started to yell.
He stopped and looked at me. I thought he would realize his mistake but knowing that we'd come to help mom had only made things worse.
He turned his attention and anger towards me.
Chresanto tried but it only resulted in him being knocked over the head and falling out. I had to crawl up the stairs that night from severe bruises.
Chresanto hadn't learned yet. Everytime he went down there to pull dad off of mom, and everytime he'd come back with bruises and scars.
He tensed up when mom called us a second time. He got up to go get her.
I grabbed his arm. "No Chresanto, stay." I said trying to save him from anymore.
"Alyssa I have to stop him." He said looking back at the door.
"You'll get hurt." I said trying to plead with him.
"Fine." He said through gritted teeth. We sat there for 10 more minutes.
I was surprised none of the neighbors had called the cops by now like they usually did. This had gone on longer than any of their arguments.
Maybe because Chresanto wasn't down there to tire him out.
Just when we thought it was over I heard mom scream "Jerome please no!!" then a ear piercing scream came and then a gun shot.
I got up and darted downstairs Chresanto on my heels.
I saw mom reach out for us one more time and mouth 'I love you' before the bullet was sent through her brain. Her body went limp and lifeless. Dad came into view.
I wanted to ask him why but I was too angry Chresanto tried to push past me but I just grabbed him and pulled him back.
Dad raised the gun and Chresanto pushed me down covering my body with his. Shots rung out.
I looked up slightly to see dad running out of the house with a bag.
I knew that within 1 hour my family was gone. Chresanto got off me I rushed over to my mom and craddled her head in my lap and crying Chresanto next to me just quiet and breathing hard.
I saw the next door neighbor Ms. Constance walk through the door she screamed. Ever since then me and Chresanto have been traveling through foster homesfor 3 years now.
We were never seperated even when it meant passing up a good home.
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