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I Thought We Were Friends *8*

This part sux eggs, just a warning. I had no clue what to write 
so I just type what suddenly popped into my head. Well, here it 
goes. This is dedicated to Michael Jackson, MJSite, and my Ning 
ninjas.
Enjoy!
-Samone:)♥

Later that night.

Shanice was finally home and I was just getting out of the shower 
and throwing on some pajamas. After I got dressed, I headed 
downstairs to find me something to eat. As I was walking to the 
kitchen I overheard my dad talking to Shanice. I stood back so I 
could heard what they were talking about.

Dad:Shanice, can you come here for a minute?
Shanice:Yes grandpa.
Dad:(pats his lap)Now, I want you to talk to me and I want you to 
be very honest.
Shanice:Okay.
Dad:I want you to tell me what's been going on between your mommy 
and daddy.
Shanice:(looks down)I...I can't.
Dad:Come on, yes you can.
Shanice:But I promised mommy I wouldn't say anything.
Dad:Shanice, your mommy doesn't have to find out.

Aww hell naw, I couldn't believe he was actually trying to pump 
her for information. I definitely had to stop her before she said 
too much.

Me:(walks in)Shanice, go pack our things, I think it's time for 
us to go.
Shanice:Yes mommy.(walks out)
Dad:(gets up)You can't hide this from me forever.
Me:I can, because it's none of your goddamn business.
Dad:Hold on a minute, you remember that I'm your father. You're 
going to respect me.
Me:Look, you have no right, no right at all to be asking MY CHILD 
about my personal life.
Dad:You're absolutely right, but you are my daughter and I want 
to help you.
Me:(yells)I don't(calms)I don't need your help. Maybe I should of 
never came back here.(walks off)
Mom:(stops me)What's going on.
Me:(looks back at him)Ask your nosey husband. Thanks for the 
short stay.(walks off)

I was so pissed and so disappointed in my dad. Shanice met me at 
the door with our bags and we headed out. I took the bags from 
her and threw them in the back seat. As I was opening the 
driver's side door, it came crashing back down on my fingers. I 
looked up and saw Calvin. He yoked me up against the car and 
started slapping me.

Calvin:Bitch, didn't tell you to come home?
Me:(crying)I was on my way back.(trying to break away from his 
grip)Let me go.
Calvin:Stop tryna fight me. What the fuck was that shit you was 
tryna pull in front of Michael huh? You got my own fucking 
daughter, my own flesh and blood turning against me. I should 
fucking kill you.
Me:So you're gonna kill me in front of your daughter?

He just wouldn't stop. I couldn't fight anymore, I just didn't 
have to strength. My fingers were pretty much broken, and the 
pain was excrusicating. He kept slapping and punching me around, 
then slamming me into the car. My mouth was full of blood and my 
face felt like it was swelling. No, I couldn't let this go on any 
longer. The next blow went straight to his nuts. He fell over in 
pain. I was surprised at myself for even doing that. He worked up 
enough strength to grab me by my ankles and pull me to the 
ground. There we were in my parents driveway wrestling. He was so 
much stronger than me, but I got a few hits in. Somehow he got my 
hands pinned above my head. I couldn't do anything but kick 
because he had me in a tight grip. Suddenly he did the 
unthinkable. I would never imagine a grown man doing this, but he 
did it. While my hands was in a grip, he slomp over my body and 
started biting my face. He was biting so hard I could feel my 
skin tearing. It was so dark so no one could see me. I had no 
other choice but to scream. Moments later I heard footsteps and 
Calvin letting up on me. I quickly got up and backed away. I 
looked up and Michael had his knee in Calvin's back. Michael kept 
yelling something to me, but I wasn't quite comprehending.

Michael:Samone, snap out of it and call the police.
Me:Wha-what?
Michael:Hurry, get help.
Shanice:(runs out of the car)Mommy.(crying)Mommy.
Me:I'm alright baby, I'm alright. C'mon.

Shanice and I ran into the house. My parents came running to me 
and my mom rushed me to the bathroom and Shanice followed 
closely. My dad stayed downstairs and called the police. I was so 
embarrassed about this whole thing. Why would he have the guts to 
beat me infront of my own parents house?

Me:(tearing up) I can't believe he did this to me.(shakes my 
head)
Mom:(cleaning my face)His ass is gonna do some time. You don't 
have to worry about him ever again.
Me:(crying)I just don't get why he would want to hurt me. Is this 
my fault?
Mom:It is not your fault. Don't ever think it is.
Shanice:Mommy, what will happen to daddy? Will he go to jail?
Me:....Yes he will baby.
Shanice:Good, because I hate him. He's no good.
Me:(grabs her & hugs her)Oh babygirl. Don't say that.
Mom:Are you hurt anywhere else.
Me:Yeah, he slammed my fingers in the car door. I think they're 
broken.
Mom:I'll get the keys and we can go.

My mom went out the bathroom and I got up off the toilet and 
looked at my face. It was soo ugly, why did I let things go this 
far? I couldn't hold it anymore, I started sobbing. I felt so bad 
for myself, it feels like all of this is my fault, but I really 
don't know why. I turned around and saw Michael standing at the 
door. My face looked a mess, I did not want him seeing me that 
way.

Me:(sniffing not looking at him)Is he gone?
Michael:Yeah, they took him.
Me:(looking down)I better head downstairs. My mom is gonna take 
me to the hospital.
Michael:Shanice, can you excuse us?
Shanice:Yes uncle.
Michael:Thank you.(looking at me)Why wont you look at me?
Me:Because...I can't.
Michael:(lifts my chin)
Me:(pushes his hand)No.
Michael:Can you please just look at me?
Me:(shakes my head)I can't Michael.
Michael:Do I have to walk circles around you just to see your 
face?
Me:(giggles)No.
Michael:Aww see I got you to laugh.
Me:(slowly looks at him)Happy now.
Michael:(smiles)Very.
Me:Thank you for saving me.
Michael:Don't thank me. I love you.
Me:(hugs him)I love you too. You know you were right in high 
school.
Michael:(looks confused)About what?
Me:Remember when we were walking down the hall and we were 
talking about me moving in with Calvin, then you said you had a 
funny feeling about it?
Michael:Oh yeah. I guess this was my funny feeling huh?
Me:Yeah.
Michael:When did this all start?
Me:(sighs)Long story.
Michael:I've got all night.
Me:Okay.

It all started a year ago. After Calvin got laid off from his 
job, he just became really grouchy. At first we would just argue, 
but then the pushing and slapping started and following that 
became the punches. I would fight him at first, but I started 
becoming scared of him when one night he threatened me with a 
knife. I wanted to leave him so many times, but I just never had 
the courage until the other night. I was scared to tell police, 
fearing they wouldn't believe me. Our family we once had is just 
fallen apart. I deserve so much better. Why can't god just bless 
me with a good man.

Michael:Wow. I knew it was something smelly about him. He is a no 
good son of a bitch.
Me:Whoa, Michael when did you start cussing?
Michael:I'm sorry, but that just pisses me off. I should of beat 
his ass out there, but I didn't want media to find out.
Me:I think we should go to the hospital now.
Michael:Yeah.(smiles)Samone.
Me:Yeah.
Michael:You're so pretty.
Me:Dude, you're so random.
Michael:I know(giggles) Lets go.

I guess this is a good way of getting back on track. No more 
Calvin, no more pain...for now.

TBC...

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