His voicemail picked up. "Fuck!" I said sighing. I went to jr contact and pressed call.

After 2 rings he picked up. "What's good sis, you okay? You never came to get your tattoo" I closed my eyes and thanked god he answered. "Hey , yeah I'm fine. I was just wondering if you could come pick me up. I'm at the hospital downtown."

The line went silent. "Damn Kelly I'm not even in town right now. I just landed in New York like an hour ago. I got some business down here to handle with black ink."

"Oh , um oka-". He cut me off. " I can have Gina come get you though"

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"Thank you so much Gina, tell the kids I said hey when you get home".

"No problem kelly ,and ok I will. be safe see you later."

I waved as she pulled off. Gina was so pretty. Her chocolate skin was always glowing. And she had light brown eyes. Her hair always stayed done and she was always happy. Jr was treating her right.

I walked up to the door and knocked, forgetting nick wasn't here since he was spending the night over his friends house. Today was Sunday but his school didn't have class tomorrow.

I dug in my purse for my key. I finally found it and turned the lock. Walking into the house the smell of weed filled my nose.

I scrunched my face up."what the fuck?" I said looking around. "It fucking stink"

"Girl shut the fuck up" someone said causing me to jump. I looked over seeing Ronald looking at me. "You shut up, you don't run shit around here".

I still wasn't in the mood due to what happened. I felt hurt but I'm going to cover it up with anger. And whoever come at me sideways gone feel it.

He didn't say nothing so I went upstairs and decided to take a hot shower. I needed one right now.

What my aunt said replayed in my head. Crazy thing is , what she said did come together.

I was 15. My mom and Dad was drifting apart slowly. And my mom would always leave at different times of the night.

One day my dad was out taking care of business. So my mom decided to bring that man to our home. Where we laid our heads and where my dad paid the bills.

I remember her saying. "No, don't. You got me why would you want her?" 

Then that's when he came in my room. I was terrified. Out of all people I thought my mom would've been the one to save me. He told her to shut the fuck up and what did she do?

She shut the fuck up.

When my dad came home I was in the attic crying. With a bottle of pills in front of me. I had the whole bottle of pills poured into my hand. Tears rushed down my face.

All I felt was pain down there. I'm glad nick was sleep, and he slept through everything.

When I told my dad what happened he was livid. I never seen him so angry. First person he went for was my mom.

"Bitch you let my daughter get rapped? Right in front of you? I should kill you!"

He yelled in her face. She looked away and looked at me. She didn't even look sorry. She looked jealous. Like I wanted what happened to me to happen. Like I was happy her nigga wanted to invade my body.

I looked away. Not being able to take the look of hate from my mommy. The person I alway loved. All that love went down the drain that day.

I remember him coming to me and saying. " I got you princess. You will always be good. You and nick. I love y'all with all my heart okay?"

He left and never came back. The next day we had gotten a phone call that he was dead.

I cried and cried for so long and hard. I felt like I lost my bestfriend  which I did. He was my rider.

I lost myself.


So? What y'all think? What should I do for Courtney's POV ? I'm a little confused.

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