Dulce

Chappy 12

I sat on the curb, just reminiscing the simpler days. Not that my life had ever been simple.

Watching traffic and thinking.

Thinking and watching traffic.

Blue cars and red cars zooming past. Leaving me to shiver in the chill of the wind.

Cold and alone. '

Alone and cold.

People walking past me watching me shiver..

Sad and shivering

Shivering and sad.

A black car slowing down.

Footsteps running towards me.

I know what's happening, but I'm too numb to stop it.

The car slows down and the footsteps reach me.

Scared and at the same time numb.

Numb and at the same time scared.

Something struck me over the head and they take me. Again.

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I slowly wake up and look around, I don't want to be here. I don't think anyone ever wants to be here. I've been here too many times to count, most of my teen aged years were spent here. Chained up and being beaten, near to death, but they were too evil to just let me die.

They enter, this is new, usually it starts with just her, and I know the change in routine cannot be good for me. My brother is there and I know that he broke them out; or maybe they were never gone.

"Well this, is a surprise I will gladly sad I never wanted." I chuckle. I know that if i fuck around with them too much, they may just kill me straight out, and that is what I want right now. "You all can kill me, I have nothing left to live for, so try to fuck with me." It's not true, but if I can make them believe it, I might just get out of here, they do love to let me suffer.

"Macelyn," his voice sends shivers down my spine, the voice of my nightmares. "You are the only living traitor of this gang. Although, you know this, don't you" He laughs, he knows that I killed them all. To try and please him, to get some sort of affirmation, some positive emotions from my family.

"Well, I can't very well kill myself, can I?" He laughs again, not a sweet fatherly belly laugh, a horrid, bone chilling laugh, one that makes his men drop to their knees. And he pulls out a picture, one that makes my heart drop when he gives it to me, I knew I shouldn't have carried it around, but it kept me going through the day. A picture of a young girl, holding a baby in a hospital bed.

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Flashback

I leave the bathroom, my hands shaking. My new bodyguard is sitting on my bed, waiting with me because he knows how much this could suck for me. My life is in danger, I don't want to put anyone else in danger. I can't bring a baby into this world, when I don't have a damn thing to my name. The timer on my phone goes off and I start sobbing, "I can't check it Teddy, I just can't."

"Do you want me to?" He asks softly. I just nod my head in response. He walks into the bathroom and flips the test over on the counter and I look away and close my eyes. I hear him slowly walk back into the room and he kneels in front of me. I look up at him and cry even harder, he doesn't even need to say anything, I can tell by the look in his eyes. Fuck. how were we so stupid. I was so nervous that I forgot the most important thing, a fucking condom.

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Me holding my baby in a hospital bed. I try and keep my poker face on, but by the look on my father's face, I could tell I didn't succeed.

"You can't find her, not even I can."

"Oh. But I found her, she was closer than you thought she was." What the fuck is this old man talking about? I don't know any k-. Oh no. What the fuck Teddy. I should've known. I told him to make sure she was safe, but I didn't know he kept her. "I see you've figured it out. Stupid Theodore, he didn't quite listen to you, did he?" My father and brother leave the room. No no no no no. fucking hell. No. I need to get out, I can't let him hurt her. Adelai. Such a sweet girl, I didn't even realise. My mother stays in the room to taunt me I guess "How could you not recognise your own daughter, fucking piece of shit"

"I guess being a shit mother runs in the family, huh?" I murmur, but she heard, just as I hoped she would.

"YOU LITTLE BITCH" She screeches. She runs to me and unchains me so she can tie me up. What she doesn't expect to happen is for me to break free of her grasp and hit her. "I did a little working out after the baby, mother"

She looks at me and chuckles humorlessly. She gets into a fighting stance, "So have I niña" We start fighting and I knew this wouldn't be easy, but I've fought men much larger than this bitch. She lunges at me and tries to go for my feet, as that used to be my weak spot. I jump back and she almost falls to the ground, as she's steadying herself I send her a right hook. She loses her balance and I knee her in the stomach. She falls over coughing and I send her a punch straight to the temple. I hear a crack as she falls over and goes limp. I walk over to her and check her pulse. None. I killed her. Oh my fuck, I killed my mother. Years of stress falls off of my shoulders. Although, not completely, I still have my brother and father to deal with. I hear a gunshot from upstairs and jump a little bit. I take the gun off of my mother's hip and rush up the stairs quietly. I see my brother standing over my father, and I now know, he's on my side.

"Gracias hermano. Lo siento. Te quiero."

"Anything for you Mace, what happened to madre?"

"Dead."

"Damn, you got strong, huh hermana?" I nod and we start to head out of the house, the house of pain and trauma. I hear a cry, and look back at the house. There's a child looking out of a window with tears streaming down her face. Adelai.

As I run back in, she is sobbing. I pick her up and we head home. She falls asleep in my arms as we walk back with my brother, "Te quiero niña." I kiss her forehead and take her back to her parents, who will raise her better than I ever could. 

AN: Holy shit, I didn't see that coming, and I'm writing the book.