"Stop Please..." I pleased to my own father. But he wouldn't listen to my cries. He kept kicking me while my mother stood their with a sly grin. What did I do to deserve this?
"Stop" my mother ordered and he stopped. I was coughing up blood on her carpet and she stared at me in disgust. "If you just do as I say child. Clean this shit up." she spit on me before walking in her hooked heels. Nasty Bitch.
I went up stairs and looked in the mirror. This wasn't the same MiMi I saw this morning. A busted lip, a blue eye, and her stomach was s darker shade of purple. I started to cry but then remembered my task.
I took a shower a washed my face. I put my make up on and went downstairs and started to scrub. "You missed a spot."she said spitting in the floor. I signed and cleaned it up when the door bell rang.
"Get it you ungrateful bitch." she kicked me in the purple spot and I winced in pain but managed to get up to the door. I opened it and it was a man and a women. She was dressed Ina. tight leather dress and golden heels. Her breast were about to pop out of her strapless dress.
The Man was clearly sagging and he looked like he was in his mid fifty. He had on a black polo shirt and a black leather jacket with some jeans and black and gold customized Jordans.
"Oh Michelle, Michael, come in." I moved out the way and they brushed past me causing me to stumble. He hand was in her ass and her hand was on his "member" but she hid it with her clutch. Nasty.
"Well I'm starving." Michelle sat at the dining table and so did my mom, dad, and Michael. "Oh of course, MiMi." she snapped her fingers and I brought out some potato skins and set them in their plates with glasses of water.
"Thank You." Michelle said. "No need to thank this bitch." I walked away and Michelle and my Mom continued to talk. "That's no way to talk to your daughter." "I can talk to her and treat her the way I want. MIMI come here!" I walked to my mom and she slapped me right across my face."See she's my PROPERTY!!"
I walked upstairs and realized it was time. I grabbed the black duffle bag I hid under my bed and called my cousin Reina. "It's time." I plainly said. She was the only one that knew of my abuse.
"Midnight?" she said. "Midnight." I waited in my room and time flies when your watching television. My dad came in and locked my door but he didn't check my window luckily. The grandfather clock rang midnight and I climbed from the tree outside to my cousins car.
"It's a long ride to Chicago. You ready." I nodded and I looked at the house I once felt safe in and watched it disappear in the distance. I sat back and enjoyed my freedom, while it last.
