Rainy Days

6

Raynes point of view

I hurried home as fast as I could. When I finally got there all the lights were off.  That's odd. Im staring to get nervous.  I walked in the house and it was pitch black. I continued to walk until I fell over something. I hurried and turned on the light and saw my mother beaten and high. She was all bruised up and her lip was busted. This was not a surprising sight to me but where was phil?

"Mom what happened, where's Phil?"

"He ain't here and don't you disrespect him like that. That's your daddy you address him as dad." she snapped.

I rolled my eyes. There will be a cold day in hell before I call that sorry excuse of a man anything but phil. I smelled the alcohol on her breath. So she was high, drunk and beaten. Wow. This is my mom. This woman is supposed to love me and be an example for me but she chose to be this.  She put drugs and a man over her own daughter, her own blood. 

I sighed to myself and tried to lift her off the floor. I manage to get her on her feet and walked her to her bedroom. I cleaned up her face and tucked her in bed. she fell asleep instantly.  As much as I want to I can't hate my mom. She gave me life even though she always told me I was 25 dollars away from being aborted. My real dad wouldn't allow that. So here I am.

I was getting up and about to leave when I noticed Phil in the door way. OH NO! I slowly backed away till my legs hit the bed. Her had a perverted smile on his face as he walked closer to me.

"You know Rayne, I worked awfully hard today. Why don't you make daddy feel better?" he aked, clearly drunk.

Tears welled up in my eyes because this is the same stunt he pulled when I was four and again when I was 16. He never succeeded and today will not be any different. This man has taken everything from me but my body will not be one of them. 

He slowly walked towards me and I bolted to the door. He grabbed my hair and brought me back in front of him. He then pushed me on the bed and pinned me down. He then held both my hands with one of his. I stared screaming when he took his free hand and stated grabbing my breast.  He then slapped me across my face. Blood instantly started running from my nose.

"Shut the fuck up bitch. Daddy's gonna make you a woman tonight."

He slowly stared undoing his belt. I began to panic, and stared hitting, kicking, and screaming. I must have kicked him in the nuts because he started screaming and fell to the floor holding himself. I took my chance and ran out the room and out of that house.

"I'm gonna get you, BITCH!!" he screamed as I ran to the road and darted down the street.

I didn't know where I was going. I couldn't go to a neighbor's house because they were all drug dealers to. Not to mentions friends with my mom and Phil. I began to cry as I continued to run.

My running turned to jogging which eventually turned to walking. I have been walking for about two hours. The sun was beginning to rise. It was a beautiful sight. The sky that was once black is now orange. My mind went to Michael. His smile was like my personal sunrise. I'm still hurt about what he said to Brooke but what can I expect. He loves her. Maybe this is my fault for waiting so long. I should have told him my feeling when I first got them. But I was scared.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a car horn honk. Shit, I didn't even know I was in the road. I turned around to see a stretch limo. The back seat window rolled down. I looked down embarrassed I was even in their way. Plus I probably look a mess with wild hair,  a slightly blood stained shirt, and a bruise on my cheek. I hope whoever is in that limo won't judge me. Cause I'm not in the mood.

"Are you stupid? Watch where the hell you walk, you are slowing me down and I got places to go. I mean damn a street is for cars not for humans to walk on, that's why they invented the ‘sidewalk' do you understand or should I talk slower?"

I looked up to see who the hell this rude bitch was and there staring me in the face was none other than Ms Brooke Shields herself. Great.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention." I spoke through clenched teeth, trying to fight the urge to smack the hell out of her. "No shit Sherlock, if you were paying attention you would've been on the side walk." She replied making my very being cringe. Would I have to deal with this on a regular bases?

"Whatever, have a nice day. I'll let Michael know I ran into you." I watch her facial expression turn into one of utter confusion. I turned around on my heels and began to walk. I honestly didn't know where I was going to go, I just knew I had to get somewhere safe.

"Wait!" She called out making me stop. I rolled my eyes and then twirled back around. "How do you know Michael?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm his best friend Rayne." I replied waiting for her reaction. Her mood completely flipped. 

"Oh my gosh I am so sorry! If I would've known it was you! Please forgive my manners. My name is Brooke Shields. I'm Michael's date for the award show." She held her hand out to me and I didn't know what to do exactly. She just cursed me out five seconds ago; I wasn't ready to be friendly to this whore. After a while I gave in and shook her hand.

"I have a feeling we're going to be best friends! Just as long as you keep yourself in check." I couldn't believe those words escaped her big fat mouth. A phone began to ring and I became alarmed. "Hold for a second." She suddenly spoke, reaching into the limo and pulling out a phone. "Hello? Hey Michael. You won't believe who I ran into." She looked over at me with the fakest smile. I wanted so badly to disappear. There was no way Michael could know what was going on. I shook my head no, mouthing for her not to tell him. "My limo hit Rayne and here we are talking. 

Talking about a bad first impression." She laughed an annoyingly high pitched laugh. I needed to get out of there and quick. "I have to go." I spoke up, slowly walking backwards. "Nonsense there's no way you're leaving, Michael she's trying to leave." Did she just tell on me? "Ok, I'll drive her back, alright." She hung up the phone and then walked over to me.

"This is how this will work. We're going to pretend to stand each other, and you're going to tell Michael how great of a person I am. Now be a good little sport and get into the limo so that we can ride over to Encino for dinner." I rolled my eyed and began to walk away. 

"I know where you got those scars from!" She yelled making me stop dead in my tracks. "I'm not stupid; I know that someone beat you. Michael may not know but I do." I slowly turned around, absolutely speechless. "He could know though, I could tell him." Was she seriously going to blackmail me?

"Please, don't tell him-." "I figured I could use it to my advantage, your little secret. You do as I say and nobody has to know." She was evil! She was so evil! My jaw clenched tight. Why me?! Why did I have to go through this crazy shit?! I slowly made my way towards the limo and got in. Waiting to be taken to the last place on earth I wanted to be.