The Life That CeCe Picked

The life that CeCe picked

By Efrain S. Alvarez & Frida Contreras

I love to party, loved the way it made me feel, and I think I always will. Something I crave for. My mamma never approved of it, never liked what it did to me, it turned me into someone I wasn’t. I always knew momma was right, yet I didn’t care, but I should’ve cared. No matter the day, Friday, Thursday nor Monday, partying was what I lived for.

I think it was a Saturday night. I don’t really recall, I got into a fight with my mother before, she begged me not to go out, but once again I didn’t listen, I didn’t care not even a little. That night my friend Jessalyn picked me up, we were going to do what we always loved to do, we were going to go to a bar, then into a night club and then finally to a strangers house, Jess and I had been doing this same thing since we were thirteen, now where seventeen, and still love to do it. When we were arriving at the night club, we met this amazing nice guy called himself ´´Ray´´ at the beginning he started flirting with me and Jess at the same time, but he stopped once he realize that we were not the whore-type girls we were just there to party and drink all we could, but something we were never looking for was sex, we didn’t care about that. He presented us to three of his friends, I think their names were Omar, Dylan and a girl called Dawn. They told us about an after party at Dawns house like usual we accepted, we went with them on their truck, that’s when I realize that Jess was out of her mind because she was kissing Omar and Dylan at the same time. She never did that!

When we got to Dawns house, I realize that there was nobody else there, it was supposed to be a party, there are always a lot of people at parties. Why was her house alone? One simple answer, there was no such party at that house; it was the scene of a crime. When I realize that it was too late, I was already losing my mind.

From there on I just remember being dragged inside the house by Ray, Dawn didn’t go in, she stayed outside, then inside is where it began. They did things to me that I had never done, all three of them were all over me and I couldn’t do anything. I don’t remember where Jess was while they did that to me, she was not in the room, I think I was just the beginning and Jess was the dessert. I think I was a full hour of pain, but for me it felt like a year in hell. When they were done, they left and close the door behind, I was locked inside the room, the room was not ugly it was painted a beautiful olive green, the room had very nice furniture that it made it look classy, it had a lot of detail everywhere, but it felt like a stinky jail prison to me. At the moment of despair, all I could think of was the pain it would bring my mamma, who knew that one night, could’ve my last, my everyday thing happened to turn into hell for me. I knew that if I were to make it out alive, I had to change my ways. Emotions run through my body, from pain from the scars of my body to sadness for how my life had been, but sadly I picked that life. I couldn’t think straight. All I knew was that I had to find a way out. Crawled into think what my mamma was thinking, where Jess was at the moment or what they were doing to her, if she was even okay or at least alive, all I just wanted was to be in my mammas arms. Suddenly the door opened, Roy got inside, since I saw her face I know what his intentions were, I didn’t think it twice, in a moment full of adrenalin I jumped out the window. Good thing it was a first floor, I fall softly on the grass, I drag myself through the grass until I was able to stand on my feet, I try to run and that’s when I saw Dawn coming to me, I ran to her and try to ask for help but she didn’t help me, she just finish me.

I felt the cold metal getting inside of me, I didn’t realize until it got out of me and then I saw how she had a bloody hunting knife in her hands, I push her off me and try to run away from that monster but I couldn’t, the knife had gone too much inside of me. I fall on the soft grass, that was the end of the life of the party, I think Jess survive, and did change, I feel happy for her, but I didn’t have the chance to change. Sorry dear mamma, I should have listen to you, don’t worry about me I am good now, I think this is like a rehab. i love you with every piece of my party heart. -CeCe