I suck up the snot dripping out my nose. I wiggle my toes in shoes. My feet hurt. My legs look weird, my eyes are pink. Chloswintha decorated the cabin, to make more homey.
I'm still tied to this chair Im still in the cabin. I think I'm still at the plant. I shouldn't have drunk that bottle.
When I look to my right. I can't stop saying how ugly I am. My lips are all swollen, my teeth are brown and crooked. The jaw pain I feel is over bearing from it stretching and shaping. My cheek sullen and my eyes pink and small.
I look like a hag.
I should blame July for all this. I remember… I hate him so much…
I don't know where my mom is, my sister is dead, my father dead. I miss Keku. I miss Lady Dazz, Keegan, myself. I'm still conscious enough to think.
That's the point they want me to be a witch. I'm smart… I know I am. It takes awareness. I'm not gone. Just a little tipsy.
I am drunk.
I did steroids because… I got my memory back. I didn't want that shit back. I did more then just steroids. I went to a party with lean. It was this After School Activity and I went with Hydae. I shouldn't have.
I shoudn't have went to the damn… cult meeting! Vamps was there getting drunk as shit. I mean, niggas just started having sex and biting each other off. Somebody died at that party and I'm blasted out the mind! Hydae and I was too busy fucking to understand.
They was gay as shit at the party. I had lean with Hydae and another.
I am drunk.
I thought I caught it before it got wild. I didn't tell.
Before I did steroids, I did Foe. Forlivi.
Alexis… she was doing it. She ate the shit like candy. I have to be conscious!
a) -I used to be a werewolf. That man took the wolf out of me. I got high, I did weed to get rid of my obsession with lean. I love lean! It gave me energy. I got kicked out.
I slept outside in the tent. I wasn't allowed in the house. Keku had to bring me dinner. I had a fight in the house with my aunt…
I don't remember anything else. I just wanted to forget.
I started thrashing in the chair. She gave me the steroids.
The light from the door creeps in. My hair is over my eyes. Chloswintha comes through with a box of liquor. "Good morning wifey!" Aril bolts out and tips my chin back. He licks the corner of my mouth and eases his tongue between my teeth. He flicks his tongue across mine and grabs the back of my head as he tries to choke me out.
I roar, shriek, and spit. Aril finally stops molesting me. "Fourteen more bottles today, puddin'" he kisses my cheek.
"Ok…" Chloswintha takes out four bottles. Struggles to bring them and puts them down by the chair. "Alright, open."
"NOOOO!" I thrash. My voice is rasp, I feel as if I have a sore throat all the time. "Hush!" she flicks her fingers and my head cocks back. My mouth opens without me doing anything. Aril strokes my cheek as the bitch tips a bottle down my esophagus.
I have drunk too much liquor. On a regular basis, my throat would be burning. With the magic I can't feel shit.
I gasp just add a crumb to reality. She adds another bottle, my need hurt. By this time, I would have had a seizure, or vomited, or a heart-attack.
I cannot. Feel anything.
I just want it to be real. I wanna feel something.
I need to be conscious!
My words are gurgled. I can't understand myself. "Bkaer! Bkaer! I want you to---" Aril grabs my bottom jaw. "are you trying talk?"
"She's getting conscious." I slobber all over his finger. He snaps two fingers and I try to pull away from him. "You're being bad, Wallie, Mokiri, whichever."
I scream. Chloswintha holds the bottle to her chest. "I've seen people at her stage in the labs." she looks at Aril. Aril smiles at me, "What you see are people picked on. A science project at best. But this…" his nose is inches away from mine.
I damn near crack my neck at the fury. I want to bit so bad. He spits in my mouth, my eyes get hot. Words float around the room.
"Oh my god…" mutters Chloswintha. "Trail. Volcano. Catch, lay, paralyzed…"
"Trial, volcano…" Aril pets my head. I'm so fucking angry! "Are you talking about Yo Gotithehm?"
"What happened to the mountain?" says Chloswintha.
I shake in the ties blinding me. "Giant porter!" I don't even know what I'm saying. My chest is on fire. "Reception distribute!"
Aril raises a brow. "What is she talking about." I hate how ugly and deep my voice is. "OWE!" I shriek.
"Mokiri… do you remember how yo daddy died?"
My eyes get big, "What…" I snarl.
"Yawa was a drug lord. Your mother set him up." says the bitch with the strangest fucking name. "His baby mama was already sneaking his supply. They used to get high in the back room."
"WHO?" I sound like a babbling gorilla. "Your uncle. I mean, he was already a fucked up man. Two Africans was raised like that and one was smarter than the other. Yawa took over a lot and did everything with the Sheikh's daughter? Hadi? Bruh say…" she turned to Aril. "Attaullah's daughter is a crackhead. He stand it and you went through several baptisms to get a dog out of you." says Aril. "To be honest, you never met your grandfather."
"Attaullah left the whole Islamic faith." says Chloswintha. "He started the upraising at school." says Aril. "He had a hoard of drunks in a abandoned church basement. The mimic is hilarious. He had nothing to do with Shikki but your grandfather's a murderer."
"My granddaddy…" she actually sounds miserable. "I'm Zebede's granddaughter…"
"You said you were asian…" that's clearest my voice can get. Still hoarse but I'm getting conscious.
"Zebede bought Asians… he paid a man for a girl. She was nine…" explains Chloswintha. "The realm has a families, and I'm from the one that buys children."
"To put it simply." Aril gazes at her. This better not end with Valentina. I heard that name before.
"It doesn't…" he says. "The Growdens are horrible. It's slavery and blackmail. Did you know, Dracula didn't know he had a kid?"
"Aleigha is gay."
"Father…" I say…mumble…I'm trying to talk. "Yo daddy? Him and Yawa was talking. He tried to get in the company. He quit before his contract after he made a diss at Growden. When, he was president."
"My granddad… plus my daddy wasn't happy. Hey best friend…"
"BULLSHIT!"
"You don't remember?"
I just scream. She continues talking, "I'm thankful… how about you?"