Chapter 11 - Feelings

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5 Days Later ...

* James *

I havent talked to Angel since I left her house a few days ago.

Ive been smoking and shit with Tae. Plus my mom talked to her and wont tell me nothing.

I know I shouldnt have gotten that mad but I couldnt help it. I have anger issues.

I tried calling and texting her but she doesnt answer. Im not mad at her anymore I just wanna know she's ok.

I pulled up to her house but her car wasnt there. I went up to the house and unlocked and turned the alarm off. I looked around and nothing seemed to be wrong. Really it looked like it did days ago.

I went into her room and her closet door was open and the light was on. It seemed like clothes were missing.

I went back down the hallway into the kitchen. I stepped on something and I looked down to see what it was. It seemed like a letter.

James,

I knew you would probably come here looking for me so I just wanted to let you know Im good. I just needed to get away and clear my mind. Ill be back soon hopefully. I went to Miami to see family. Its alot going on with me and me seeing you that mad I just couldnt take it. I love you though and Ill talk to you soon.

- Angel

What the hell is going on with her that she cant tell me ?

I pulled out my phone and dialed her number. It went straight to voicemail.

" Hey P, call me when you get this. I just got to your house and I just wanna know youre okay. "

I went into her room and got on her bed. I wonder what could she be hiding. As I laid on her pillow I felt something underneath. It was her diary.

* Angel *

" Come on now Angel youve got to talk to me. " My uncle Bryan said to me.

" I aint got shit to say to you. Youre lucky youre not in prison right now! Aunt Lisa would of been done with your sorry ass. " I rolled my eyes at him.

I hated this man. He hurt me as a child emotionally and physically and he think Imma just get over it. No sir.

My Aunt Lisa ( The one that gave her the house ) doesnt know about the true him. She's my mom's twin sister who has helped us over the years. My mom wouldnt dare want her to find out what they did to me.

My aunt left for a business trip yesterday morning leaving me with this bastard.

He laughed. " Your aunt wont find out.. after 8 years she hasnt. You should be happy you were able to help your mother. " he said.

" Arent you a pastor now? It'll be a shame if the word got out you fucking low life " I said grabbing my water out of the fridge.

" You dumb girl. No one will believe you! Its been like 8 years. Too late to cry wolf now " he said walking close to me.

Once he got really close I slapped him as hard as I could making him stumble back. He rubbed his now red cheek.

" You hoe. Dont worry youll pay for this you can put this on your life. " he grabbed his keys and went out the door.

After I heard his car drive off, I went into my room and cried into my pillow. My phone was beeping like hell so I looked at it. I had 5 missed calls. All from James. I had some unread texts too. Some from James, one from my Aunt Lisa saying she'll be back tomorrow.

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