Save Me

Part 2

"Yah Uhuru wake up! You can't sleep for ever, come on you have shit to do and we don't have all day!" That would be Sasha, the louder more impatient one between the three of us. " Jeez let the poor girl get up in peace Sash" sighs Jordan from behind a small laptop. "What you up to Jordan, "I ask as I stretch and roll up my straw mat from off the floor. He gives me one of those 'you'll see when the time is right' looks I hate. I just roll my eyes at him. "Sasha time is it?" I ask while failing to stifle a yawn. "What you actually care about the time" she says mock sarcasm dripping from her every word. "No not in particular I just what to know how soon it will be noon so cause then I can punch you without feeling bad" I say simply and give her a small shrug and a smile.

I met Sasha 10 years ago when I was 5 years old on the way to the market to go buy food for the house. She was running away from security after stealing a loaf of bread, and so being the nice ass baby I was I helped hide her for three days, in my room and some how Matthew and Samantha didn't find out.

And two years later Sasha and I were walking to the shops again and we met Jordan. He was sitting alone on a crate crying with a few cuts and bruises on him. Here looked a bit older than us maybe 7 it 8 years old at most. So I ran up to him dragging Sasha with me. "What's wrong, are you ok?" I asked crouching down so that we were level and I wasn't towering over him. "My father" he sobbed his body shaking, and for some reason I reached out and pulled him closer to me. "Tell me"  I said not letting him go. He took a deep breath and then started from the top. "Ok so my when my mother died my dad became really abusive" he paused I could tell where this was going and it sounded all to familiar. "Well actually he was always abusive towards me it started when I came out as gay. But my mother would always stop it before he could do much, after her death her sister my aunt came to look after me but she committed suicide two weeks later because of her own husband. So I was left with my father," his voice got shakey and i could tell he was holding back tears. "Shhhh you don't have to tell us if you don't want to " I say as I glance up to see Sash giving me a reproachful look. "No it's ok I can continue" he takes a breath to steady himself. "I was too scared of my dad and his friends to run away from home. I knew most of his friends were police so they would easily find me so I stayed and now here I am, planning my death. I was going to tie my belt to this nail and pray i die before it breaks,"  he says pointing to a rusty looking nail in the wall closest to us. Again I look up at my friend to see she looks panicked and this scare me because in all my years of knowing her she was always the sassy one but was always calm in situations like this.