Three Years Later
It's been three years since my mother died and its also been three years since I've seen my little brother. Mrs. Crawford promised that we weren't get separated but yet she made them separate us. I didn't know if my brother was alive and well, badly wounded. I know he was turning eleven years old in two weeks and I wouldn't be there to support him or just spend the day with him.
" Trust me honey, I won't let them separate you and your brother because I know what it's like to be separated from your sibling. I know you guys have been through a lot but you'll get through it all and prevail. If you guys ever need me just et me know" Those were the words Mrs. Crawford said to me and a month later Jayden was adopted into a white family while I stayed in a group home and waited to be adopted. I guess Mr. and Mrs. Walsh felt sorry for the poor little parent-less black boy. Obviously they weren't that sorry because they left me behind, knowing I was part of Jay's happiness. A few months later I was adopted by Miss Kane she didn't care about me nor the six other foster kids she was raising. She only catered to her and her three biological special wants and needs. Days went by and the six of us had to fend for ourselves in finding food, clothing and still had to wake up to reach to school on time. I turned fifteen a few months back and I grew into someone beautiful at least that's what Terrence's been telling me since I was thirteen. He was the handsome boy next door who showed interest in me since I moved in with Miss Kane. The year after I lost my mother and then being separated from my brother caused me to shut down from people. I was afraid to allow myself to trust people to let them in and start loving them because I was afarid that I was going to lose them, like I did with my mother. Even three years later the thought of losing her brought pain in my heart and tears to my heart like I was losing her all over again. I started to hum the song she mad Jayden I promise to sing if we ever missed her.
"Well, I'm not gon cry, I'm not gon cry
I'm not gon shed no tears"No matter how hard I tried I couldn't remember the rest of the lines to the song. My thoughts were interrupted by a soft kiss to my neck that made me moan very softly. I turned away from the window to meet my grown ass handsome boyfriend- Terrence. He's twenty years, 5''9 with a skin tone the color of an almond, a six pack and some killer biceps.
" Hey baby" He said has he leaned in for a deeper kiss against my full lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. Within minutes he picked me up and pressed me against the window sill. He untied the straps to my sundress as he trailed slow, seductive kisses down my body unti lhe reached my "C" cup sized breast and placed his mouth over my left nipple. I released a soft moan. Before I knew it his tongue was now trailing down my flat stomach and unto my pussy. I felt his tongue inside me then on my clit and he just kept rotating between those two distinct moves. I was now up against the window sill with my legs sprawled wide open. This wasn't my first time having sex with Terrence. He took my virginity when I was thirteen and I enjoyed every minute of it even though I only remember bits and pieces. Maybe it was because we were drinking and sniffing coke at the same time. At age 15 I had already had two abortions, my first one was a couple of months after Terrence and I started having sex and my second was around my 14th birthday. Terrence had given me enough money for the abortion clinic and to go treat myself to something good at the mall afterwards. Both times it took me a while to realize I was pregnant because I was so high on drugs and drunk off of drinking.
" ah ah ah" I moaned loudly
" Terrence I'm cu-" I was suddenly interuppted by a knock against the glass window
" Yo, who the f*ck is that" Terrence said furiously raising his head up from under my dress.
" Damn, Ja!" he stated as I came off the window sill and tied the straps to my dress back on. I simply rolled my eyes because this wasn't the first time Ja had interuppted us from f*cking. I really loved when Terrence eat and beat this pussy up. Terrence kissed me on the forehead and went to open the door for Ja while I walked to his room to put on one of my extra thongs I keep at his house.
Terrence has this little rule of me not wearing any panties of bras when coming to his house. And in the Winter I wear a thick fur jacket with nothing under it and a pair of boots. Miss Kane had so many children she never realized that I was rarely home. It was only last week when I dropped out of school so I could be with Terrence all day and help him and Ja run their business.
I walked back to the living room to meet with Ja and Terrence.
" You Ready Tristy?" Ja asked as he shot me a smirk and tossed me the silver studded gun.
" It's Triss from now on Ja" I replied as I caught the gun in my hand. Terrence took out a blue print copy of the bank downtown.
" Alright Ja, infiltrate from the NW entrance and Triss and I will come through the front" Terrence said as he pointed to the designated places on the paper.
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Becoming Triss Fargo
Teen FictionA story about a girl who had a future but somewhere a long the lines she lost herself and delved into drugs, crime, sex, murder and the list goes on. Fake Memoir