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I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to be sitting across from Eli Torrez, school's football quarterback. My rapist. "Look, Mrs. DiSpirito, all of this is a misunderstanding...Kids have a few drinks, they party--." "First of all, its Ms.. Second of all, my daughter was the driver, the only drink she had was Sprite. Now either your son admits to what he did and take responsibility, or we let the courts decided; which do you prefer?"
I preferred to go back to New York and live with Daddy. I hate it here, in Atlanta. I might live in one of the greatest cities, in one of the greatest neighborhoods, living next to the greatest neighbors, but..I wasn't happy. "Do we really need to get the law involved in this?" My mother gawked, "...Mr. Torrez, my daughter is pregnant with your son's baby. Whether she wanted him to be or not, he was her first and her only. He. Raped, her!"
Being reminded about it everyday only made the hollowness grow further. I couldn't set my face inside Atlanta High ever again. I want to leave, and never come back. "I'm sure her father, Rocco, would love to meet the both of you--." "Ms. DiSpirito, please..My son...My son can't have a scandal like this ruin his future."
"You can't be serious...You all can't be serious." I jumped up from my seat. I couldn't believe they were negotiating my rape, like I was some type of plea bargin or some contract. I shouldn't be surprised, after all, my mother's great at her job. I walked over to Eli Torrez. He had no emotion. It was like he never cared. So naturally, I didn't care when my hand flew to his face. "Cayleen!"
"Ms. DiSpirito, your daughter is out of control--!" "My daughter is out of control?! Your son caused all of this and she's out of control?!" I left the dreaded house, charging down the stairs. I felt suffocated. I was taking everything well, though it was three months ago. Still, all wounds doesn't heal. "Hey Cay!"
My head whipped around to next door. My neighbor must've just got back from wherever he said he's be. His girlfriend was with him this time. I nodded solemnly, looking at the pebble and stone walkway of my house. Footsteps crunched along the walkway, stopping at me. "Cay, what's wrong?"
I sniffed, running my fingers along my sweater. The autumn breeze covered my face with my hair. I didn't want to be here anymore. "Eli's here...With his dad...Everyone found out I was pregnant." I looked up, as amber-honey, russet-colored eyes stared back to mine. He and his girlfriend sat on the ground next to me. I moved hair from my face, hearing the door open. Eli and his father walked out. My mother stood at the door, more angered than when the meeting started. It didn't end well. "We'll just keep this little matter between the four of us, okay?"
I let my eyes follow his father to his car. I shook my head, folding my arms over my stomach. I brought my knees to my chest. I couldn't stand looking at either one of them. If I looked at Eli, it'd make me vomit. Then again, so did his demon seed growing inside of me. I know I shouldn't be cruel towards this child, but...I couldn't be attached to this child, even if we were a attached to the hip.
"..Look, I was drunk, alright? I didn't know what I was doing--." "So getting her knocked up was what she wanted? There's condoms for a reason!" Eli and my neighbor stood face to face for a reason. Eli glanced at me, I looked away. My neighbor defended me, yet he didn't know what happened. No one did..Til this day, it still haunts me. Sleep has become my enemy. Nightmares befriended me, choking me until I woke, screaming with bloodshot memories I do not wish for. Eli walked away, his stare cold and taunting. "Justin, maybe we should go now."
His girlfriend tugged at his jacket. Silently, only a few drops of tears slipped out. I couldn't bare this. I couldn't stay here anymore. I needed an out. "Mother!" I pushed past Justin and his girlfriend. I jogged up the steps, and met her at the doorway. SHe backed a little, unclasping her arms "I-I don't wanna s-stay here anymore! I want to live with d-daddy, in New York, please!!!" She wrapped me in her arms. "I'm not staying if he's here..."
I couldn't breathe when he was around. Confronting him was not an option. Befriending him was never an option. If I had to see him gain...
It'd kill me.
Everyone's Entitled to a Secret...(PG 13+)
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