Behind closed doors (Completed)

Chapter Nine

"So start from the beginning, what happened when you got home?" The officer asked while another officer took notes. "When my brother and I got home, he ran up the steps and noticed the door was unlocked. I told him to let me go in first, just in case something popped off. He walked slowly behind me, when we got in we looked around. Everything seems like it was left exactly the way it was yesterday. Mrs. Ida was sitting in the same recliner she had been in since we had left from school. Curiously, I walked over to her and patted her shoulder. All of a sudden, she slumped over.

I checked her pulse and couldn't feel anything. Immediately we dialed 911 and fifteen minutes later you guys showed up." "Your positive there was nothing missing?" The officer asked. "No,Sir." "Do you have any family I can call for you and your brother?" He asked. "No Sir, she kind of just saw us walking and took us in yesterday."

"Well, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to call child services," he informed me with a half smile. An hour lady, a lady that looked that looked familiar came in and made us follow her. "What happened, you guys looked so cute with your family?" She asked. The both of us remained quiet. I was just happy to be out of that small interrogation room.

When I thought about the good food and Lacy, I perked up at seeing her," I smiled to myself. Lacy smiled brightly when she seen me. "Hey," we both said and hugged each other. "Back so soon?" She looked surprised. "Things never go right when comes to my life," I laughed to keep from crying.

"Tell me everything?" Lacy asked patting her bed indicating she wanted me to sit beside her and fill her in. "Well, the family seemed almost perfect, but they were too good to be true. The woman was beautiful and very generous. The man seemed nice, but the second night his wife was at work. He came into my room and raped me, I had always told myself not to put nothing pass anybody."

"Awww," Lacy hugged me. "You always got me and I'll be here until next month." We talked a little more then got in our separate beds. I flipped through a people's magazine and then an ebony one.

My eyes were drooping as I came across a quiz, I felt like doing it but my eyes were so heavy. So, I put it at the end of the bed and went to sleep. I had a dream my mom sobered up and took us back. It kind of shook me up, because I begin to think of the what ifs. I woke up in a night sweat gasping for air.

"Monique, are you ok?" I heard her raspy voice ask. "No, I just had a bad dream," I said sitting up. "Come down here with me," lacy said. I climbed down the rail and sit on Lacy's bed. Lacy was rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

"What was going on in your dream?" Lacy asked. "My mama had sobered up and looked decent enough to take my brother and I back, but I start thinking all kind of negative thoughts and what ifs and that's when I saw David's face hovering over me."

"Who is David?" Lacy asked propping herself up on her elbows. "David is my mama's boyfriend, he raped me and threatened me." "Remember a dream is just a dream, you can never get hurt in a dream no matter how it may seem." Lacy assured me. "What do you do when you have a bad dream?" I asked Lacy looking at her.

"When I have a bad dream, I wake up and tell myself it's just a dream, it can't hurt me. Next, my goal is to count to 100, most of the time I only get to forty and pass out," Lacy responded . "If that doesn't work, you can always say a prayer," she suggested. "God listens to all prayers," she added.

"Thanks and Goodnight," I said climbing back up the rail to my own bed. For awhile, I stared at the ceiling and counted to 100. By the time I reached thirty-two my eyes were closing. I closed my eyes and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.