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Chapter 53: Death Before My Eyes ;(

Chapter 53: Death Before My Eyes ;( 

*Roc’s P.O.V*

They always say you have to face the consequences of your actions but haven’t I done that enough? Everywhere I turn I find myself slowly losing everything I have one by one. But I ask myself this constantly; how many times do I have to lose Siyara before I realize it’s too late?

Not only that but losing my daughter as well.

I turn the corner heading down the hall for math class and see Marcus stop at Siyara’s locker. Marcus: “So I heard what happened to daddy dearest. Must hurt you a lot; you gonna try and save him this time?”

Siyara: “Get a life Marcus.” Marcus: “Hey I have a life but pretty soon Roc’s not gonna have his unless Jay gets his money.”

Siyara: “Fuck Jay and his damn money! What you and your little home boys need to do is go find a real job and stop messing around with lowlife drug dealers running the streets. If it wasn’t for you Roc wouldn’t be in this mess in the first place.”

She slams her locker, walking towards the girls’ bathroom. Marcus pushes her back, gripping onto her arms as he moves closer. Marcus: “Raise your voice at me like that again and you’ll see what happens.” I stroll up, chucking him backwards.

Me: “What you gonna do about it?” He stumbles then catches himself once more before getting in my face. I move Siyara out the way. Marcus: “I know your little punk ass not tryna start nothing! You can’t do anything with that cast on.”

I drop my book bag. Me: “Try me.” He pushes me against the locker. I cock back, swinging my fists into his chest, right before he lunges toward me.

I lost my balance when I hit the trashcan. Marcus hovers over me throwing punches left and right. All of sudden, Siyara jumps on his back trying to get him to stop.

He throws her off like she was some puppet. She screams in pain from the way she landed on her arm. Nothing pains me more than seeing one of my babies hurt. I get back up, tackling Marcus to the ground, exploding like a bomb.

It all ends when Prod and Prince break us apart. Prince: “Roc stop. It’s over with!” I try keeping my cool. Ray: “Let’s go before the principal gets here.” Marcus scoffs. Marcus: “I’ll have Jay pay you a visit,” he says walking off.

I bend down beside Siyara, giving her support as she holds herself up. Me: “Siyara I’m sorry. You alright?” Siyara: “*groans* I’m fine.” She stands up holding arm. She couldn’t go to class like this.

There was a sharp pain in my ankle but I pushed it out of my mind, picking Siyara up and carry her to the nurse.

* Home *

The whole ride back to the house was covered in an awkward silence. Even though I saved Siyara from being hurt by Marcus, it didn’t really make a difference because she’s still not talking to me. It’s moments like these where I wish I could turn back time.

*Siyara’s P.O.V*

A part of me is happy that Roc was there earlier to help me but at the end of the day, it didn’t make sense. I still got hurt regardless, probably even worse than Marcus would’ve done.

Now I have to wear my arm wrapped for the two weeks; especially with my birthday coming back around…great! He’s tried so many times to talk to me and I ignored him. Due to my fall, I can barely move my arms.

Though I see her 24/7; I can’t even hold my own daughter in my arms properly. Roc’s been working pretty hard. It serves him right.

It was game night so after dinner we all got together in the living room. Minus the fact that me and Roc aren’t talking to each other; it was really hard not to laugh with him.

During a game of Monopoly, the doorbell rings with a huge knock on the door. Everyone looks around confused wondering who it’d be. I get up to answer it. I was still too short to see through the peep hole so I just open the door.

A tall man, at least 6’2 with huge muscles stood before me. Behind him were three big dudes, the size of Deebo. At first I didn’t know who he was then my eyes caught the tattoo on his forearm…Jay. My heart jumped into my throat from fear.

Me: “Who you here for?” He smiled, moving me to the side and barges into the living room. Jay: “Hey Roc. Big surprise to see me isn’t it?” Roc hops up off the floor, eyes wide open. Jay: “Where’s my money?”

Roc’s lip starts quivering and he moves back while breathing heavily, tripping backwards and falls over the coffee table. Roc: “Jay come on man. You know what happened to me the other night; I don’t have your money.”

Jay: “I warned you. If I didn’t have my money you was gonna lose a love one but I think maybe they gonna lose you instead!” He reaches his hand to the back of his jeans, swiping out a gun.

Roc’s Mom and Prehia run over to Yaniese’s crib. I scream hoping and praying he doesn’t pull the trigger. Roc’s Dad gets up, attacking Jay from the side. The gun flies across the room to the other side.

Roc’s Dad tries holding Jay to the floor but it was no use; he wasn’t as strong. Roc limps forward as fast as he could to hold Jay off. The sight of the two being beaten the way they were wasn’t pleasant.

Roc tries the same dumb move I did earlier with Marcus, hitting his back on the TV. Jay gets a hold of the gun again, aiming it towards Roc. I couldn’t just stand there and let this happen. I run in front of him.

Me: “No! Please don’t kill him please! I know you want your money, I do, but don’t do this.” Jay: “He knew the consequences. Now he has to take it.” He was about to pull so I grabbed his hand. Me: “*tearful* Look I’ll do anything you want! Anything, just don’t take him away from his family.”

He then looks down on me and I could see it in his eyes what he wanted. Such a dog. Jay: “It’d hurt her to see what happens to your little girlfriend after I’m done with her right?” Roc: “Siyara you don’t have to do this!!!” His voice breaks from the tears.

Me: “It’s already too late.” Jay follows me upstairs to Roc’s room, throwing me down on the bed.

For the third time in my fourteen years of life, I have to face this nightmare for the sake of the one boy that’s ever really cared for me and my daughter to have a father. The feeling of being abused is one of the worst things a girl can experience.

The only way I’d get out of this fast enough is by playing along. I seduce him by getting on top. Me: “I have a surprise for you.” I take a pair of handcuffs from Roc’s side drawer, hooking them from Jay’s wrists to the headboard.

I kiss along his chest then quickly grab my phone that fell out my pocket and run into the bathroom. I dial 911 explaining what’s going on when I hear the headboard break and Jay breaks down the door.

I scream and squirm as he rips off my clothes and his jeans. He nearly succeeds for what he wanted when three police men bust in, fighting to get him away. I sit there hearing them wrestling Jay down the stairs.

I was breaking down, crying hysterically then Roc comes in. He wraps me in the towel, rocking me back and forth in his lap. One of the worst ten minutes of my life was finally over…….

(Author's Note: ' The things that people do for love. It’s amazing. I only have a two in one question for you loves; do you think Siyara was right for what she did and would you have done the same thing? Let me know in your comments. 

P.S ; Final Chapter Coming Later On Tonight & That's A PROMISE!!!♥