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Chapter 17: confessions and lunch

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-2braidz

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My shift is finally over. Don't get me wrong, I love to help the patients. My job is just a little tiring with having to deal with everything and people's attitudes.

I climbed up the stairs to our apartment. I grabbed my keys and unlocked the door. I checked on my baby , Shana, and she was fast asleep.

I put my purse down on my bed and massaged my temples. Lord! Give me strength. I got undressed and put on my oversized t-shirt.

I have a bad feeling. Something ain't right with my baby girl. When she wakes up, we need to talk.

See I feel that's where a lot of mothers go wrong. They don't have a bond with their daughters.

I have always let Shana know that she can tell me anything. No matter how bad it is. We communicate because I need to know if she's ok. I want my baby to know I'm there for her.

Cherry
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I haven't talked to Shana in a while. I'm still so crazy about her. I love her so much. I guess that's why I had her followed and uh....kidnapped.

I'm gonna invite her on a date. I hope she accepts. We have gotten a little closer after I apologized. Shana still thinks I'm no good, so she usually won't give me the time of day.

I think I have a better chance now. Her mother likes me and I'm more kind. I'll call her and ask her on a breakfast date.

Hmmm. It's 7:50 am right now. I'll call her around 8:15 for a 9:00 breakfast. I'll invite her to my house instead of a traditional restaurant.

I always daydream about Shana. I dream about her too. I zone out and just think about her. Her beauty and her personality is an awesome combination.....I want her to be mine

Luke
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I woke up early. I threw my legs over the bed and the pain between them was awful. I was a virgin. Now the shame I have..... I feel like everyone knows my secret. Everyone thinks I'm a whore.

I hate this. Why me? I didn't ask for it. I didn't deserve it. No one deserves being assaulted. Men are all the same. They're all sick, low down, dirty bastards.

I broke a vase in my room and sobbed. the sound of broken glass filling the apartment. I screamed wretched cries, hoping praying that someone could see the pain in my eyes.

"Baby! Are you ok? What's going on in there?" My mom asked through my locked door.

"Nothing mama. I'm - I'm fine. Sorry for waking you mama." I shouted. I hoped that she couldn't hear the tears in my voice. That her motherly instincts were not working properly today. Hoping she wouldn't suspect anything and go on about her day.

"Baby, I know something is wrong. Let me in. Tell me what happened." She said.

Damn it. She knows. Why does she have to know something is wrong with me?

"Fine momma. I'm coming ok?" I rolled my eyes mentally.

Mom was sitting on the couch. Shit. how am I supposed to walk to the couch without limping and making it obvious there's a throbbing pain in my legs.

Oh whatever. I don't care if she knows anymore.

I walked as best as I could, trying not to give my limp away. Mom looked at me with a questioning eye.

"Baby girl, why ya walking like that?" she said.

"That's what I have to talk to you about momma. Last night was Sori's baby shower. I walked to the..." I started to cry again.

"I uh walked to the bus stop and and and this this man! Momma he raped me." I started bawling .

My mother hugged me and told me we need to get to the hospital for a kit. We drove there since momma had the car.

Well before we left, mom called the cops. The cops came and asked me a lot of questions. Now this is a crime.

Detective Damon Benson was over my case. They told me I need to go to the hospital for a rape kit. So that's what I went to do.

When I got to the hospital. I told the nurse at the front desk what I needed. Then she lead me to a room and did this "kit".

I felt very strange. I didn't want a case. I didn't want anyone to know what happened. I didn't want anyone to think I was a whore. I didn't want anyone to think I asked for it.

I don't want fake pity. I just want to go home and pretend this never happened.

When we finally got home, I saw a missed call from Luke. I called him back right away.

"Hello"? he said.
"Hi Luke. Its Shana" I said very quietly.
"Oh! Hey babe." He said happily.
"I'm not your babe, but since you call me that anyway, you're now my Lukey poo." I said with a smile.

"Lukey poo? Shana that sounds gay. Don't call me that in public. " He said chuckling.

"Aww Lukey poo! Lol I'm kidding with you. So why did you call? I'm sorry that came out the wrong way. " I said.

"Haha. It's ok. But to answer your question, I was wondering if we could have a breakfast date...well now a lunch date since it's not breakfast time anymore." he said.

"Yeah sure. What time do you want me to come?" I asked.

"Actually, I'm going to pick you up and how bout 2 pm? " He replied.

"Okey doke! See you then!" I said. "Oh and Luke"?

"Yeah?" he asked.

"Don't stand me up this time" I chuckled. And with that, I hung up.

Shana
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