Death Rose

Chapter 3 ~ Louisana

 I just arrived in Louisana. I'm sitting at the airport waiting on my uncle to come pick me up. He just pulled up. I got into the car and he laughed. I looked at him. "Whats funny" I asked. 

"Its just been so long since I've seen you" he said. "Ouuh ok". He took us home and I walked in and saw Tyrell from middle school. I'm telling you he got so fine but I have Jayden. Tyrell looked at me as soon as the door opened. He looked shocked. Was he staying here? 

Tyrell: Ha. Aye why she here blood?. Me and my uncle looked around until I responded. "That's my uncle". "No shit" he said and laughed. "I wanna know like is you staying here or sum?" Tyrell said. "Yes, Tyrell I am is that a problem?" I asked. "Nah shorty" I walked past him and his friends I could feel them staring at me. I walked into the empty room with a master bed and a big closet and dressers. My uncle brought in my last 2 suitcases. I started unpacking. After I finished I put the 5 of them in the closet. I sat on the bed and grabbed my phone.

*35 missed calls from Jayden💖👅* 

*98  messages from Jayden💖👅* 

"Damn" I was just about to call Jayden then Tyrell and his friend walked in my room. His friend was Louis they both looked suspicious.  "What do y'all want?"

Tyrell: *Laughs and shuts door*

Louis: "Wassup Beutiful" 

I just rolled my eyes and texted Jayden: "Hayy Bae I miss you and I'm sorry for just leaving like that but I couldn't stay" "Who you texting?" asks Tyrell. "I'm texting my mans, Jayden"

Tyrell looked shocked, him and Jayden used to be best friends until Jayden ratted Tyrell out.

Tyrell: "The snitch is who you going with?"

"Yeah" I started to stand. "Anyways what do y'all want?" Tyrell walked out the room laughing and left with just Me and Louis here. Everyone was gone, my uncle, Tyrell and his friends.

Louis: "Why'd you come down to Louisana?" he placed his hand on my thigh.

"I came because of issues at home and all"

Louis: "You get tired of hearing yo mama bitching to? I do to."

"You should be grateful your mama still living mines is dead and gone if she was still here everything would be different and I wouldn't have been suffe-" I stopped talking because I started tearing up.

Louis: "Aye, whats wrong and I'm sorry about your mom" my arm started hurting badly and my thigh. I couldn't take the pain I needed to see why it was hurting so badly. Slowly I started taking off my sweatshirt as Louis watched I had on a tank top of course. Once Louis saw how badly the bruises were his eyes widened and he started tearing up. I looked at the bruise and saw that it was far more than just a bruise my entire arm was swollen and turned black and blue it was like little holes that deepened down into my meat. 

Louis looked serious and said "Who did this to you" I replied saying "My dad" at that moment he knew why I had came here. Why I had to escape. Why I needed to run and escape.