Escaping

Chapter 12

The car stopped at a bar where jerk pans and a large pit of soup decorated the front. A few people was milling about eating, drinking, chatting while others danced. Chrissy paid the driver while I stood up and stretched. I slept half way the journey and felt the results creeping up my leg.

'Hey bae, we are here', Chrissy cooed into the phone. When she hung up she beckoned me to follow her as she weave her way through the crowd. I followed her through the bar which was half empty save for a few older men drinking. Chrissy disappeared at the back while I sat on I stool,  feeling out of place and uncomfortable.

'Do you need anything sweetie',  the bartender asked. She sounded like a teenager.

'Uhh no, thanks'. I wasn't even sure what she mean.

' She doesn't drink, but thanks Charms', Chrissy was back and her boyfriend. He turned out to be a man. A much older man. He stood tall at 5'9, with a protruding stomach. His face, well groomed boasting grey mustace and gotae. He smiled at me broadly, brandishing gold plated teeth.

'A your cousin this'? His voice was smooth and the bass thump through like mellotone vocals. He bear hug her from behind and kissed her cheeks.

Chrissy giggled loudly. 'Yeah, Mia, this is my boo, Barrington. Barry for short'. He slipped from her quickly to shake my hands. 'Barry this is the birthday girl,'

I dropped my bag to accept the hand gesture. He brought it up to his lips, lightly glazing my skin. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention.

I blushed, trying to mask my internal feelings. 'Good day Sir'.

'Sir?' He interupt, 'for i am Barry. Uncle Barry if you want'.

Chrissy laughed. 'Mek we go inside now', she took my bag and I followed her, aware of Barry's eyes piercing in my back.

I went through a dark passage to emerge outside. I was in awe when I lay my eyes on the house. It looked like a mansion. 2 storey high with a balcony. The tiles were large and squared and progressing further and further inside, the decor looked like a scene from a celebrity reality series. My eyes drowned in its beauty.

It was obvious Chrissy knew her way around because she lead me through the house telling me what each rooms were called. When she ended at the living, I almost screamed. The flat screen tv stood grand above a wall that made me feel like a giant.

'Wow', that's all i could say.

Chrissy and Barry laughed looking from me to each other.

'That was the same reaction I got form Chris. Welcome to my home. You can stay as long as you like. So, excuse me, I'm heading back to the fish fry'. He kissed Chrissy then left.

Chrissy sat heavily on the sofa while I stood, looking around and touching pieces of furniture delicately like they were fragile.

'Hey, come sit nu', she beckoned, patting the space beside her.
'Ok Mia, Barry said you can stay here till you get a job. I never told him why you come and I won't. Just promise me one ting.

I pry my eyes away from the tv and focus on her, 'yes, Chrissy, I would do anything fi you, thank you so much for helping me'

She held her hands up to stop me and the old Chrissy i knew was back.

'Look, I'm only helping you cause I understand you have no one else and also me know what Tanya do to you'.

My eyes widened as she continued,'I hear my father on the phone saying he paid Tanya $2000 to fuck you. I know she set it up too and i know you mu deserve it. So hear me good. Barry is my man. Him only agree to help because of me. If i find out you fuck him or even try take him from me, i swear to God me and Tanya will find you'.

I was dumbfounded. 'Ch..chrissy, I would never do you that. Never.' I had tears in my eyes not because of her threat, but now Chrissy knows the only secret I have.

'Im sorry about Mr. Fagan, I didn't know. I don't know who comes and go because it's always dark'. My eyes were flowing freely. It was the first I had this release from a burden too hard to carry.

'Just make sure. And don't sorry bout my father, him a pervert. Just look a job and get out'.