It had been two days since Toya had seen her sister or her mother. She knew this because it had got dark two times since the night she witnessed her sister crying.She sat in the middle of the living room floor with a tear stained face. Her stomach was growling profusely since she had ran out of sandwich meat and bread to eat. "Mommy" she whimpered as she faced the door praying that someone walked through it.
Toya at least thought that Mecca or Messiah would check on her but when they didn't she felt lonely. She walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, her eyes lit up as she saw some spaghetti left over from the other day.
After struggling to pull the pot out of the refrigerator and placing it on the floor she went into the bathroom and grabbed her stool. She placed it in front of the counter, climbed up, looked in the cabinet and grabbed a bowl. Toya scooped the food into the bowl and pressed the button she seen her sister and mother press time and time again to open the microwave. When she placed the food inside she closed it and pressed 123, it beeped and she carefully grabbed the bowl.
The feeling of the food going into her stomach brought a small sense of relief but it wasn't long. She missed her sister dearly and wondered what kept her away from her. Did she do anything wrong? Did she make her mad? What was it that made her big sissy leave her all alone?
All of these things she thought of as she finished eating. When she was done she placed the bowl in the sink and grabbed a juice from the fridge. She sat back on the floor in the living room and played with her toys until her eyes got heavy. When she felt herself getting sleepy she went into her room and climbed into her bed.
"I love you Ton Ton" she whispered as if she was here to hear her.
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A loud bumping noise startled Toya out of her sleep causing her to sit straight up in her bed. She sat frozen listening for any other movement, "Mommy?" She waited for a response but when she didn't get one she said, "Tonya?" Still no response.
She heard a big bump again them what sounded like the doorknob wiggling. Toya hurriedly ran into her closet with her favorite bear and hid behind a pile of clothes. It wasn't long before she heard what sounded like the front door being opened.
She heard unfamiliar voices and focused on being as quiet as possible. "I know that money here, it ain't no reason his ass would've been here almost everyday" she heard one man say.
She began to hear sounds of things being knocked over and men cursing. Her room door flew open causing her breath to get caught in her throat. She sat as still as she could, making sure not to make any noises to draw attention to the closet.
After a while she heard, "Man ain't shit in here, let's go find the lil bitch he fucking on," with that they were gone. She didn't move until she heard the front door slam close. Toya waited a few moments before she ran towards the front door and locked the bottom lock, she pushed a chair towards the door, locked the top lock, and latched the chain like she had saw her mommy do plenty of times.
She sat in the chair and buried her face in her hands and silently wept. She was to scared to stay alone but knew she had no other choice. With that she walked back into her room, closed and locked her door, and climbed back into bed. Fighting her sleep until she no longer could, she allowed it to take over her.
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