My phone alarm goes off, I roll over an grab it. It says 5 am, school starts at 9 am. I care my happy ass to the bathroom with my phone. I pull up iTunes up, an pick some music and pull up one of my favorite bands Late Night Savior an play their song Hellfire. I stand there letting the music flow through me getting me pumped for the day to come. I turn on the shower and get it hot, I get in.
The best place to think is the shower, and that's a hill I will die on. Mother, you were supposed to take care of me, but you casted me to the wolves. You failed as a mother; you failed as a woman and finally you failed has a human and for that you will be broken. Sister's, you forsake blood for a dick a wh*re will be a wh*re till the day they die. But don't worry the three of you will "live" till old age, because at the end of the day your blood. Now if your minds are still ok, that's a different story all together.
Laim Williams, the leader of hellish five. The guy that leaded people to make my life hell, your death won't be pretty. Since you taught me how to hate, I should show you how far I have come. Don't teacher want to see their students' progress. I will make sure I get passing grades. He is the stereotypical gangster type; he belongs to a street gang but can't read passed a 9th grade reading level even though he is a junior (11th grade) in high school (is 9th to 12th grades or freshmen to senior grades info for those that aren't American). He is the type that can't plan things and like to use force. Now that I am back, he isn't any threat to the new me. But his uncle runs his street gang, that guy as a couple hundred people under him. Don't want to make the world know I am here just yet.
I turn off the shower, look at my phone its 6:30 am. Sh*it I was in the shower for an hour and a half, if people know any better, they would have thought that I was fapping. I get dressed and head out to get some food. I get to the lobby and grab some pancakes, bacon and hashbrowns. Americans make the best breakfast, if you don't think so. You would be lying an everyone would know. I call a uber to pick me up at 7:30 it takes about an hour to get to school from here. Don't want to be late for the beginning of my school life. I will only have to do school for two more months before summer break, then have three months off. I finish my food, an walk out of the hotel.
I get to school at 8:25, man teens these days. Most have gray auras, but you would think that black auras would be that high. But man, this is what happens when parents fail their kids at least 30% have black auras. With gray being 70%, an only 10% white aura. Society has failed to lead them to the path of judgment and wrath, if society put the fear of God into the mortals, I wouldn't be here do their job. I walk towards my locker, sh*t I forgot my combo. Let's see if the lock picking spell works in this world, unlock.... It works, I open my locker and pull out my backpack. I always put it in here, because every time I was jumped after to school, they would destroy everything in it. I close my locker and turn around to my first class, English the one my mother teaches. I turn the corner and stop in my tracks....
*Pov of Samantha Johnson*
*ring* *ring*
I turn over and reach over the guy lying next to me, to get my phone an see whose calling, Darnell Williams. The man that has made me what I am now. I look at my clock its 6:15 am, I answer my phone.
B*tch, how much money did you make last night?
I look at the three guys lying in my bed, why has my life become like this.
$1000, Darnell.
Good hoe, you don't want your daughters too end up like you or your son now do you. As long as you f*ck the guys I send you. Your life will be better, you get to f*ck and make money.
When he said my son, I had mixed feelings. I hate him for not being able to help, but at the same time want did I want from a 14-year-old kid. But he is dead now and I need to take care of my daughters.
Yes, Darnell. I will, I need to get ready for work now.
Good, i got work for you tonight. A couple of Mexican drug cartels or coming to town an need you take care of their needs. *laugh*
Ok, just give me the time and place later.
He hangs up the phone, and I crawl of the guys in the bed. an make my way to the bathroom, I look into the mirror. My red hair cascading down my back to my hips, I have hickeys all over my body. My eyes are just like my son's, every time I look myself in the mirror. His face comes to my mind, oh how I have failed you. I break down crying, I shouldn't have turned my back on you. You need me just as much as I need you.
I turn on the shower, I get in and have a sit on the floor just screaming. I calm down wash up and step out. I walk to my room and wake up the three guy to get them to leave. I finish getting dressed and doing my make up. Look at my clock its 7:10. I go wake up my daughters I knock on my oldest Kimberly she a junior at the school I work at. I knock on the door an call her name, no answer I open it up she's in bed lying next to her is Liam Williams. He is Darnell's nephew, an the one that pushed me into the life when he told his uncle about my beauty.
Kimberly it's time to get up. I shake her awake, she starts to lean over to Liam to wake him up. I walk out of her room. To go to my youngest daughter's room, Julia she's a sophomore at the school. Her doors open and she is playing around with her boyfriend Omari Thompson one of Laim's friends. These two guys are pieces of shit, just like their uncle. But I am no better, I did the same things they did to my son out of anger and pain.
Oh, mom your up. How was your night? She said with a judging smile.
Nothing to write home about. I said with a sarcastic tone. I can't believe how much of a b*tch my daughter is. Well, I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Omari looks over to me and speaks.
Oh, good morning Mrs. Johnso. I am still very much sorry for what happened to your son Adam. But I guess it's because of his weak genetic makeup, you know white boys are just so weak.
Racist piece of sh*t, if you didn't have the backing of Darnell I would kill you.
Yea, mom the guys aren't at fault. Adam was a white guy; you know how weak they are after all. Your husband died because of his genetics.
THAT'S YOUR FATHER!!!
Well, you can't change who you come from. He is just the sperm donor, not a guy to respect.
How could you say that? I just look at her like I don't even know her. I turn around and leave the room. I hear them laughing in the room, my daughters have become monsters. My oldest isn't as bad she just doesn't care about me, but my youngest. Where did everything go wrong?
Time goes by, I leave first because the girls ride with Liam and Omari. I get to the school around 8:00. We have a meeting in the morning, and I grab the stuff for my class, and start my walk to class. I get to my door and a student turns the corner near my class. An I froze, with my key in my hand. It can't be he is dead; he wasn't breath. It's not possible, I can't be. His hair is different, but those eyes I know better. But their different they don't have the shine that they used to. Their dark, like looking into the depths of the ocean. Cold so, damn cold. He is smiling, but it makes me shiver. It has no warmth, why am I sweating when I feel cold. He is walking over.
Why, hello dear mother.
His greeting is laced with sarcasm.
Adam how, you were. He cuts me off from finishing.
I think it would be better not to talk in the hall. Wouldn't you say, we have about 15 minutes before students start coming to class. Let's go into the room.
My body is screaming not to go into the room, to run. To get away from Adam, to call for help. Anything but to follow him. He is my son; I know I have wronged him. But a part of me still loves him, he has never hurt me before. So, why am I afraid.
Sure, I have so much I what to say.
I put the key into the lock, but my body is screaming. I unlock the door and push it open, an walk in. Adam follows behind and closes, I hear the lock click. Wondering why he locked it. He walks over to me about 3 feet away from me.
Why did yo...
Something hit my face, slamming my face into the walk. It hurst, I cough blood and teeth. I fall to the ground, in pain. I look up to see Adam's hand that's formed into fist. He is looking down at me in a condescending way. He opens his mouth
Let's talk dear mother.
*End of Samatha's POV*