Homeless Heart (A Story Never Told)

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"Brent, ahhh thank God you are okay! I was worried sick about you being here all alone."

"When are you not?" he replied with a slight chuckle.

"Why did it take you so long? I was running out of sticks to play with!" He said with sarcasm.

"KELLY!"

I heard my name being called out from a far. Me and Brent switched our heads and stopped walking.

As looked back, I saw a very tired strucken Rachel. Very dirty and grey. I grabbed Brent's hand and raced back to her.

"RACHEL?" I shouted.

"Ahhhh where have you been? I've been worried ever since you left me!" I said, paced.

"I'm so sorry Kelly, Slinsky got in trouble with the others so I had to go help and do a few things. These other kids are so rough. Thank God I was able to catch the problem before Brobi could get around, or someone would have probbaly been killed. Brobi is so protective over Slinksky, I will never understand. He would die for him any day, anytime, it's amazing" she said panting.

"What is that you have over there? YOU SHOT SOMETHING?"

"Yeah, I did. Brobi actually helped me, and somewhat saved my life. Maybe he doesn't hate me that much" I replied as we walked towards the house.

"Oh, okay. That's why he didn't come around. I was wondering where he would be. Even though Brobi seems like the "tough guy" in all reality, he's probbaly the most sensitive one out of all of us. He's like a blowpop in some ways, hard on the outside, and gooey and soft of the inside."

"Haha! Nice comparison" I said with sarcasm.

With both had a hardy laugh. Having Rachel around was something I never had, a friend. She was beginning to be one of my closets friends, someone that I could actually trust.

"Shhh, wait! Do you hear that?" Rachel said, interuptting our laugh.

POP! POP! POP!

"KELLY! RUNNNN!!"

I look back and I saw a crowd of guys along with Slinsky, being chased. I heard the pops of hunting guns, and the screams of Brent and Rachel. I grabbed Brent's hand and ran as fast as I could, towards the house. The crowd was getting closer and closer.

As we were running, Brent tripped on a stone.

"Kelly!"

"Rachel Help, Brent tripped!" I screamed. I looked back and saw Brent laying on the ground way back there. Did I forget that I had his hand?

"GRAB HIM AND LET'S GO, THEY'RE GETTING CLOSER!!" She screamed still running. I ran back as fast as I could, while I saw Brent scooting across the ground trying to reach towards me. I saw the crowd coming closer and my heart ran faster, and faster, each step they took.

POP! POP!

I grabbed Brent and ran as fast as I could, back to the house. Panting really hard, I slamed the door behind me and I saw Brobi screaming at Rachel.

"HE'S OUT THERE, THEY GOT EM Brobi!"

"WHY DIDN'T YOU HELP!" He replied.

And with that Brobi grabbed his gun and ran out the door, pushing me a side and slaming the door behind him. Rachel ran towards us and gave me and Brent a hug.

"I'm sorry this happend to you guys, are you guys alright?" she said.

"Does this happen often?" I said with a pain strucken voice.

"Kelly.. I thought- I thought that this could work out- but- I- I don't think Brent should be here. He's too young, like Papa G said. This can happen, whenever it happens, I don't know if he's strong enough to deal with this. He could, die."

"SO WHAT ARE YOU SAYING, WE CAN'T STAY? Rachel!?"

"I'm saying- he can't stay." she said shamed.

Brobi dragged Slinsky in the door, interrupting our conversation.

"WHAT I TOLD YOU ABOUT THAT SLIN? STAY OUT THE WAY!" he screamed.

"I'm sorry.." he replied.

And with that Brobi slamed into the room, and left Slinsky there with a pity face and streamed tears. Rachel left the room too and Slinsky followed Rachel, leaving us alone.

"Brent... she's right. You can't be here" I said crying.

"Where can I go then?" he replied looking up at me.

"I'll have to... I'll- you'll have to go to the government."

"Kelly, don't send me away, I can't- Kelly?"

All I did was cry. My brother wasn't fit for this life. I wanted him to be better, to be safe, to have an education, to make something of himself. And I know keeping him here would only set him back, for my selfish needs. Letting him go would probbaly be the toughest thing I could ever do. But, it had to be done.

"So you sent him?" Christina said.

"Yeah, Rachel and I walked him to the side of the building, then left. It was so hard for me to do, I could have died. It was probbaly the most daunting thing I've ever done in my life."

"Why didn't you go to?" she replied.

"I knew we would be seperated anyways. Plus Brent was still young, people still cared. I knew I would not have a home, a family, and I would never have a good education because I was so far behind. I should have went though." I replied.

"Well, this should include our session for today ladies! See you guys next week?" Dr.Canoff said.

"But, your life... it's so interesting." said Christina.

"We will continue next week Christina, and remember you could talk to your mom at anytime, not just at the therapy sessions." Dr. Canoff said with a slight smile.

She rolled her eyes and left the room.

"See ya next week Doc" I said.

"Take care Kelly. Oh, and I just wanted to say how proud I am of you to be willing to share this side of you with your daughter, I think this is really strengthing your guys relationship."

"Yeah, it was pretty hard for me, i'm glad I have this oppruntunity to do this, especially while i'm still here."

I went home and ploped on my bed, thinking about what Dr. Canoff said. I couldn't help but smile because maybe, just maybe, I could get my daughter back. I went to the bathroom and as I walked in, I saw a purple lipstick sitting on the sink. Is this mine? I mean I do have alot of makeup around here, but MAC is something I definitely do not wear. Maybe it was a gift?

Ring. Ring. Ring.

I ran to my phone and saw that Ben was calling me.

"Hey hunny" I said.

"Yes!- Uh, babe. Hey. I think I left...a... I left a small gift for you on the bathroom.. kitchen? BATHROOM SINK! It's a purple gloss- LIPSTICK! From M-A-C. I went to Ultay and picked it up for you, I thought you would like it!"

"Babe it's MAC, and UTLA" I said with a slight chuckle.

"But- I love it, it's a beautiful color. I would never use it but, it's the thought that counts, right?

"You know it hunny, look I have to go- I'll talk to you later, alright Hun?

"Love ya hun.. BYE" I said rushed as he hung up the phone. He always does that, as I am saying my goodbye, he always hangs up. Maybe i'm just overreacting. I should be glad I have a husband who actually cares for me to buy me things on occasions. Some husbands are so simple-minded, I like a complex man.