Alora and the color Blue
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Alora Jefferson was your typical 17-year-old high school student. She wasn't popular, but she was well known around the school for dating Mr.Popular. She was quiet and reserved as her home life was all far from perfection. Her mom fell in love with a alcoholic abusive man who beat and sexually assaulted Alora since the age of 10, but on the night of October 15th this would all change for the better. Right?
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"Alora, daddy's hungry can you come here and make me some dinner?" I heard Marcus call from down the stairs. The Venmo poured out with each word he spoke. I could feel his sinister smirk from up the stairs. I throw down my pencil and hurry down the stairs knowing the consequences of not doing as he says.
I never really understood why my mom wanted this man he was abusive and touched me in ways that make any women want to cut of his balls then his duck and shove them down his throat. He acted as if he did nothing around me to my mother, Emily. He acted as if he was the sweetest man on earth. I hadn't really told my mom about what happens. I've tried and he ripped me down to the cellar and whipped me a few times for trying to ruin his relationship with my mom. Ever since then he's threatened to kill my mom and my younger brother, Jackson. My sweet brother didn't deserve that he was 2-years-old. He had a life to live so I kept my mouth shut to save him.
I didn't even realize I had started to prepare dinner for the pervert in my living room. Damn I gotta stop zoning out like that.
"What did you say bitch?" I felt my ass get slapped.
"Nothing Marcus. S- Sorry." I stuttered feeling utterly violated.
I needed him and as much as I didn't want to admit it I did. He was my rock and he kept me safe. "B-Blue?" This panic started rising in my chest. "Please Blue I know your mad." But nothing. I felt as if I was drowning. I let the water consume me as I wanted to die.
"Alora please wake up" I heard Blue say.
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