I remember everything so vividly and the nightmares constantly; I wish I can get away from my horrible past but I can't, it happened.

ever since then I hated him, I never ever had no type of hate for anyone but him it was different, he fucked up my childhood, traumatizing me for life.

and making me become the way i am.

𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟.

the age of fifteen my mama finally had enough, he was beating her ass too. she finally saved enough money to get me and my sister out of that toxic home but since she didn't have custody over jaslyn she couldn't take her.

i had always wanted to get revenge for everything he has done to me and my family, and at the age of sixteen, I finally did.

" 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠? " 𝑡𝑦𝑙𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 7.62 𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑠.

" 𝑖𝑚 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒." 𝑖 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑥 𝑔𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑠. 𝑖 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑟15 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑜, 𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ.

ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡, 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑐𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑐 𝑖 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑑'𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑘 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒.

𝑖 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑡ℎ, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑖 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑓𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓𝑓.

𝑖 𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝, ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑠ℎ 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒, 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑑'𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟.

𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑗𝑒𝑡 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑘𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑢𝑚 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒.

𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑔, 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦, 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑤𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑡.

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