Aurora

I felt like shitting bricks by the sound of that voice. Locking the door, I held my bag tight as I turned around, and was faced the devil. I wasn't about to back down for her or anyone. What stopped me in my tracks was the fact that I not only saw Denver but Jason as well. My siblings were no where in sight and I could only pray to God that they're safe somewhere. My mother stood there with her hands on her hips and her bonnet on her head. She looked smoked out while blowing smoke out her mouth.

"I just came to get a few things." Was all I said before trying to walk towards the staircase but was stopped by Gina. She looked at me and shook her head as those men stared at me from the living room cushions.

"I asked you a question. I'd advise you to answer it." I wanted to slap myself. I should've never came here in the first damn place but I need to get my stuff.

"I wasn't feeling well." I balled my hand into a fist but relaxed it as to not let my anger get the best of me. I didn't notice Denver's truck in the driveway so I didn't expect him or that bastard to be here. She let out a dry laugh and I raised my eyebrow. I just need to get my money and then leave. I don't feel safe leaving my money here. Gina might end up finding it.

"You didn't feel well? You pregnant or something? What bum ass nigga got you pregnant this time hm?" Tears started to swell up in my eyes as I felt like shutting down. She knows that I never wanted any of that. She's the one that even allowed it to happen, even though I objected to it. One abortion later and I was never the same.

"How could you say that to me? YOU LET NIGGAS RAPE ME! YOU BROUGHT THEM HERE!" I couldn't help myself. I've grown tired of her bullshit and I can't take it anymore. She just stood there with her hands on her hips, not saying a thing but just rolled her eyes.

"Every night.... Every night I prayed for God to kill me. I prayed for that because you would let any man come into that room and do whatever he wanted to me. I have the scars to prove it. No matter how loud I screamed, no matter the amount of tears that rolled down my face, you didn't save me. You sat in your room and counted your money." My voice started to break but I wasn't done. I want her to hear everything that I have to say. I'm not done yet.

"You are a pathetic ass person who allows her child to be raped for money. You're just as bad as the rest of them." I shoved past her as I practically ran upstairs. Tears running down my face but I didn't let that stop me. It hurt but felt good to say those things. Memories started to come back but I had to shut those out. I had to for the sake of the little bit of sanity I have left. Once I made it to my room, I closed it before grabbing a big bag from the corner of the room.

Looking back at the door to make sure no one was watching, I pulled the little desk in the corner of the room out as I bent down. I pulled out a floor board as I grabbed the money that I put in the floor. It's not much but it's something to hold us over for a while. I made sure to grab it all and stuff it into my bag. I then grabbed a few clothes and shoes, and put them in the bag as well. Closing the bags, I made my way into the hall as I closed the door.

Gina was at the end of the hall waiting for me to come down as she patted the floor with her foot. I just rolled my eyes and walked down the stairs. "You should've took all y'all shit. Nobody wants you and them damn kids here anyway." I ignored her as I walked past the living room. Denver and Jason stood to their feet as they both had a beer in their hand. I couldn't wait to get the fuck out of here.

"Well go then! I don't need you anyway. You need me. You don't know how to care of your damn self anyway. I heard what happened between you and Jason. You fucking up my money since you wanna be all high mighty. I need to put you back in your damn place and maybe you'll learn that this is for the best." I opened the front door as I turned to look at her. There stood the mother I used to have. The one that used to be so kind and loving.

The one that used to tuck me in a night, sing me a bedtime story, take me to get my nails done, do my hair whenever I asked, stayed up watching movies with me even after my bedtime.... This was the mom that I used to love having. Now she's nothing to me but someone I used to know.

"The fact that can stand there and say all those things to me, let's me know that I will never need you. You're gonna need me and I won't be there." Was all I said before making my way out of the horror house. The house I once couldn't wait to come back to, is the same one I'm trying so hard to get away from. Closing the door, I started to walk down the street to James' house. I remember my father used to take me on daddy daughter dates.... If only he could see how much I need him now.