Freedom

Jailbreak

Chapter 1

Roxanne, Roxanne

I always fantasized about me lying on the beach as the sun grills my body, the sand in-between my toes and the water splash against my feet. I lived in a small town in Australia where everyone know each other and their business. I had an elderly neighbor, named Mrs. Worthy. When her husband died, I became like a second daughter to her, she died about 3 years ago. I lay awake at night, staring at the ceiling as the sun goes down and the moon comes up, thinking can my parents or Mrs. Worthy see how much pain I was in and are they finally rewarded me. Are they my guardian angels or am I simply crazy? I was born on March 14, 1995, the day was chilly, and my mother was nervous about having her first baby, but when I was born, she held me in her arms, looking down at me and she began to know that this wasn’t a mistake. My name is Roxanne fuller, but everybody calls me Ro. The second man who took advantage of me gave me that name. I’m twenty-five now, with a beautiful family and finally happy but it wasn’t always that way. My life will begin to unfold like a series of unfortunate events. My mother was as sweet as honey, had brown eyes and hair like the bay. My father was caring and sensitive. He was an electrician. He was a hardworking man and I didn’t see him much, but he always tried to spend every moment he had off work with me. I remember when I was five, every night he would read my favorite book, “Ella Enchanted” and when I fell asleep, he would go on and on about his childhood. On October 18, 2007, my father walked out of the front door and went to work like he always did. My mother told me to sit at the dining room table and wait for breakfast. I made my way to the table, pulled my chair out and sat down. The kitchen had a satisfying smell of maple syrup and black pepper. I can see her cooking eggs on the stove and some flapjacks sitting on the counter next to her. She took the pan off the eye of the stove, walked towards the table, and scraped the eggs onto my plate. Then she grabbed the flapjacks off the counter and placed two of them next to my eggs. As my mother sat down at the table, two large men kicked in our door. They made their way to the kitchen, put guns to our heads and forced us out of the house. A big black truck with tinted windows was at the end of our porch steps. They opened the doors and threw us inside. As they started to drive, my mother began to cry. Suddenly, my mother begins to bag on her window and screaming, “Please, someone help us”. The two men looked at her like she was crazy. One of the men slaps her across the face to keep her quiet. We arrive at this abandon warehouse, with broken windows and a lock on the front door handle. The two men escorted us out of the car while they held guns to our head and shoved us towards the building, with Intensity and seriousness in their eyes. One of the men walked in front of my mother and took the lock off the door handle. He opened the door as we began to look up, me and my mother saw something that was absolutely terrifying. My father was in the middle of the room, tied up to a metal chair, bleeding with cuts and bruises all over his face.” Don’t hurt them, please”, him crying out. I could never forget the look my mother had upon her face like she saw a ghost or something. I could only imagine why this was happening to us. Waterfalls of tears rushed down my face with confusion in my eyes and me yelling, “Why are you doing this? Who are you people? Come out and show yourself, please.” When I finished speaking, a big and tall man arose from the darkness and walked towards the light. As his face began to show, I saw this big nasty scar across his right eye. He spoke out, “Who I’m I, well I’m Killer and your Roxanne”, I looked at him, with fear in my heart and I said, “How did you know my name”, he replied and said, “I know everyone’s name, sweet heart and your father here, owes me money”. As his frustration began to rise, he lifted a gun to the back of my father’s head. I yelled, “Why are you doing this? what are you talking about?”, Killer lifts my father’s head by his chin with his gun and said, “Speak, mother fucka”. My father looked up at me with fear for all of us in his eyes and disappointment in himself, as he began to speak. “I’m addicted to drugs. After the financial crisis and I lost my job, to pay the bills I started to sell them and then I started to use them. I was going to pay him back, but when the deadline came, I just didn’t have enough”. Me and mother looking at my father with judgement and confusion in our hearts, thinking to ourselves, how could a man, who was like a gentle giant become such a monster, but I knew no matter what, I was willing to do anything. I spoke out in a hurry and said, “Killer I’ll do anything, if you promise to let me and my family go”, at first my mother and father spoke out and said, “ No, please”. Killer silenced them, by telling his goons to lift their guns to my parent’s heads. I yelled, “No, I have to do this. Don’t worry about me”. My mother and father cried and nodded in agreement, I said, “So, Killer do we have a deal”, he looked at me with a smile on his face and said, “deal”. At first, I was making runs and selling drugs, but not to my own knowledge he wanted more. One night he took me to this hotel in this white truck. At first glance it looked ran down and there was Junkies everywhere. We got out of the truck and he walked me up a flight of stairs towards a deserted hallway. We began to walk and then we stopped and stood in front of room, two-eleven. I got a queasy feeling in my stomach. The door handle had a “Do not Disturb” sign hanging on the silver door handle. He bent down, pushed my hair behind my ear and said,” Go in there, I got a new job for you”. I looked at him, with wonder written upon my face and an attitude in my throat and I said, “What is it”. He grabbed me by my throat, causing my body to lift off the ground and he said, “Just do what I tell you to do”. He began to release his grip off my neck and pushed me towards the door. I turned back to look at him, as he nodded his head to signal me to go inside of the room. I turned the doorknob, entered inside, and closing the door behind me. As I looked up to my surprise a heavy-set man with a bold head, sitting on the bed, a large stack of cash on the nightstand, next to the bed, with a white lamp next to it. My brain became blank and my back was against the door and I felt like my heart was beating on the outside of my chest. The man looked sweaty and a lot older than me. As he looked me up and down, he said, “What is your name”. I uttered, “My name is Roxanne”, he smiled. The man began to speak back to me and said, “Roxanne, that’s a beautiful name, for a beautiful girl”. I began to thank him, as he asked me to come closer. I started to cry, as I took the smallest steps towards him, he said, “Don’t cry, I won’t hurt you, I promise”. He grabbed me by my wrist, forcing me on my knees, pulled me close and whispered in my ear, “Shhhh, you want this money, right?”. I began to think, if this is what I must do to keep my family safe, then so be it. I nodded my head, very slowly, as tears rushed down my face like a waterfall and him forcing my head downward. He pulled my head back by my hair and said, “I ain’t got all day”. I began to unbuckle his belt off his pants, and he forced his penis inside of my mouth. When he was finally done, he yanked me by my hair, dragged me off of my knees, threw me on the bed, stood up, pulled up his pants, walked out of the room and left the door wide open. I curled myself into a ball like a turtle with his own shell at the end of the bed and began to cry. Soon, Killer walked in, with anger written upon his face. He began to take his leather belt off of his waste, puts it inside of his hand and began to raise his belt up in the air and said,” You wanna cry like a little bitch, I’ll give you something to cry about”. As the leather belt came down on me, hitting my silky-smooth skin, my heart begins to shatter as my skin begins to gape open all over my body as he continues to beat me. I start to scream in pain and more tears begin to fall, but he doesn’t care. When he was finish, he dragged me by my legs off the bed, out the room, down the hallway, to the stairs, murmuring underneath his breath, forcefully dragging me down the stairs. He opens the left car door and threw me in the back of the truck on the floor. I pick myself up and lie myself across the seats. I never could believe, how much I cried that night. I didn’t speak much after that. Killer never kept his promise to me. On April 15, 2008, Killer took me back to the abandon warehouse where my parents were beaten to death. As he took off my blindfold, he ordered his goons to shoot both of my parents in their heads. I began to scream in pain, as one of the goons grabbed me by my hand and escorted me back to the truck. After a year pass, he grown tired of me and decide to sell me to a man known as, Broker.

Chapter 2

My nightmares becomes more of a reality

Broker is a scary man. On the outside of his house look nice and well put together, but inside was a hell hole. A prison. The first thing I noticed when I go there was the pain and tortured on the girl’s faces. All the girls were different. Some were black, some were white, some were short, some were tall, some were mean, some were nice, and some were really pretty, but there was one thing they all had in common, they were all ripped of their own innocence. Ever since I left that place, I try to forget about the girls, but the one I can’t get out of my mind was, Rosie. Broker called her Ro. She’s been there ever since she was twelve, she was nineteen, when she died. I was her replacement, the way she got murder was brutal. Broker handcuff her downstairs in the basement, to a pole and beat her senseless, while he forced us to watch. I was his new, Ro. All the girls blame me for her death. Broker put me in Rosie’s old room with her old roommate, Haley. I tried to sleep that night after what I witness, but I couldn’t. All I could think of was that all the people that got killed, were because of me. My parents, Rosie, who was gonna be next. As the night turned into day, Broker’s shadow appeared on my room door, as he entered. He spoke out, “Follow me to the kitchen”. I got up; when I walked out the room he was already walking downstairs. We made our way to the kitchen and he pulled out a chair that was on the right side of the kitchen table and told me to sit down. He turned around, walked towards the refrigerator, and asked me if I wanted a glass of water. When I replied, “No”, I suddenly, found myself lying on the floor with my left hand covering the place, where he slapped me. I look at him with confusion, as he came towards me, bent down, and said, “You never say no to me, do you hear me”, I nodded in agreement. I began to pick myself up from the floor, then he said, “Follow me”, and I followed. We started to walk down this dark empty hallway, it had one single lightbulb on the ceiling and a brown door at the end of it. Before he opened the door, he shoves me in front of him. As he opens the door and we make our way down the stairs, I could see the girls with terrifying looks on their faces, living out of cages, and I started to get worried. I started to look around the room and then at him. I thought to myself that just maybe, I could run back upstairs and escape. I turned to the right side of the staircase and started to run. When I saw the door, I felt his hand grab me by my ankle, dragging me back down the stairs, punching me in my face and throwing me in an empty cage. The girl next to me looked like she was half dead. He began to walk towards me and said, “You thought, it was that easy”. He grabbed the lock off the table next to my cage that had a radio next to it and placed the lock on the cage door handle, then made his way back upstairs. I sat up and started to scream, through the basement floor. “Let me out of here”, then suddenly, I felt, a headache, a rose over me, like a deep sleep. When I, woke up, I had blurry vision and ringing in my ear. I had a sense that, many days have passed, and my stomach was rumbling. I could hear multiple footsteps coming down the stairs. As I looked up three, big, scary men and Broker suddenly appear from the shadows. Broker and the men looked at me with smiles on their faces. Broker looked at the men and began to whisper in their ears. “She’s new boys”. They smiled wider and one of the men said, “No problem”, as they lick their lips and rubbed their hands together. With confusion on my face, they began to walk towards me. One of the men, started to take the lock off the cage and another, sat it next to the radio as the song, “California dreaming”, began to play. They made their way inside of the cage, moving closer and closer, as I move farther and farther back. As I felt my back against the cage, at that moment I knew I was stuck. As they crowded around me, pulling me toward them by my legs, ripping my clothes off my body and began forcing themselves inside of me, one by one, causing me to be in Unbearable pain, I started to bleed. Three months of rape, beating, and starvation continued to go one. One night I woke up in the back of a blue van, with a blanket covering my body. As the van came to a stop, a white house, with a big, metal fence raped around it sat in front of us. I sat up and felt sore. Broker walked to the other side of the car, where I was sitting, opens the van door and tells me to get out. I stood on the front lawn, near the curb on the sidewalk. Suddenly, he starts to push me towards the house. I began to walk on my own, two feet towards the house. His shadow follows me like a car trailer, following a truck. When we arrived at the door, he told me to knock two times on the door and remain silent. I did as I was told. As we stood there, waiting for whom ever to answer, a man by the name of Lucius with cricket teeth and gold chains, wrapped around his neck opens the door. He had a big grin on his face, as he invited us in. We enter the house and I noticed the girls sitting on the couch and some walking around the kitchen. They all looked well dressed in their expensive purses and shoes, giving me nasty looks as I came through the door, whispering underneath their breath, “Fresh meet. We’ve got a new whore in the house”, looking at me with attitudes in their posture and scariness written, upon my face. Before I could even sit, Broker grab me by my waist and whispered in my ear, “Your gonna sit down and don’t say nothing to anyone”. I made my way to the couch and sat down, while Broker and Lucius went into the kitchen and talked. I turn my back to the other girls and remain quiet. The girls tried to talk to me and introduce their selves, but when it came time for me to share, I said nothing, and I continued to say nothing as long as if he was there. I could hear them speaking about me. Broker, telling Lucius that I was worth every penny, he was paying him for. Then, Broker came out of the kitchen with joy in his eyes and a fat stack of cash in his hand as he walked out of the front door. That was the last time, I saw of Broker. Three weeks went by and I been working day after day, just to get paid 15 dollars, I wish my life would just end already. One afternoon I could hear tires scraping upon street, in front of the house. Suddenly a girl walks into the house with bruises and cuts on her knees and finally I recognized who it was. “Haley! Oh my god, are you okay?”, I said as I rushed towards her and guided her to the couch. The girls crowned around us and said, “Do you know her?”, and I replied, “Yeah, she was my roommate, when I was at the Broker’s house”. Soon Lucius enter the house and saw Haley sitting on the couch. Then he uttered, “Who is this?”. I stood up and said, “this is Haley, can she please stay here?”. He saw hopefulness in my eyes and said, “Yes. Ever since that day me and her, are like family to each other.

Chapter 3

Tragedy strikes again

I remember the first night, I started working for money. The car was blue, the night was young, and the backseat was as hard as rock. His breath smelled like cheap liquor, he smelled like stale cigarettes and gas station coffee. His body was squishy and warm, his moans sound like he was having a heart attack. When he was finished. He climbs down off of my body, opens the car door, pulls me out of the car, and shoves 40.00 bucks in my hand. He gets in the car, starts it, rolls down the window and say, “Maybe, we can do this another time”. Are you serious? I’m not trying to see you in another lifetime. Every day after 9:30 o'clock, I would return home. As I made my way inside of house, I see Haley counting money in the kitchen. I make my way to the kitchen and I ask, “Is Lucius home? she replied, “He had to go to the plain”. The, “Plain” was the place where he ran his operations drugs, money, girls, and meetings. I go upstairs to Lucius’s room and I wait for him. I take my clothes off and get in shower. When I got out, I sighed in joy of finally being clean, put on these back and white shorts and a black Holter top, laid on his bed and waited for him to get home. Ever since I move in, about two year ago, he has treated me like a queen. Buying clothes, shoes, jewelry, and purses in exchange, I would have sex with him and let him, show me off to his mates. I Bet you are thinking, why would you do that? Well if get to take advantage of me, why don’t I do the same. I believe nothing is wrong with that, no one with get hurt. Right? I could hear his old creaking bones, coming up the stairs, before he entered the room. As his shadow appeared upon the wall, I saw a frown that couldn’t be turned upside down, not even by God himself. His tears begin to roll down his face and began to tell a story of pain and sorrow. As his shadow danced like a demon upon the wooden door behind him, I saw his heart shatter into thousands of pieces on the floor, the full moon shadowed across his face. I finally spoke out, in confusion and said, “What’s wrong, with you?”. He looked at me as if he didn’t know I was even there. His head turned towards me very slowly, he looked at me as if he saw a ghost. He started to move towards me like a zombie, stopped at the foot of the bed and began to fall into my arms. “I’m so sorry, Roxanne. Please forgive me”, he cried, I looked down at him as he laid on my chest and his arms wrapped tightly around my body. I started to murmur underneath my breath saying, “What is he talking about?” but before I could even ask him, he fell into a deep sleep. I pushed him to the other side of the bed, rolled over and tried to fall asleep. Every night at 3 am, I would wake up in a pool of sweat. The same nightmare replays in my mind of a man coming behind me and choking me to death. I don’t know if it is sign or what. The reason I woke up tonight was of what Lucius said to me when he got home. I keep repeating his words in my mind, think what he was talking about and why was he apologizing to me. Suddenly, he a rose from his sleep, breathed in real heavy, clutched his chest and rolled onto the floor. I lean over the bed and look at him, to see his eyes rolling in the back of his head and gasping for air. I scream in terror like someone was stabbing me to death and I ran to the side of the room, where he is lying on the floor and I crawled next to him. My eyes filled up with tears and they begin to fall on his body. The other girls rush upstairs, to see what was going on. They enter the room and saw his body lying on the floor. I started to yell, “What the hell are you staring at? Call 911”, Haley pulls out her phone and dial 911. The operator says, “911, what is your emergency? “My boss just had a heart attack and you need to hurry”. The operator said, “Calm down. Tell me where you are located. Haley said, “4312 Maine, St.”, the operator said, “Okay we will be there soon”.

Chapter 4

Life’s twist and turns

We arrived at the hospital and pulled up the emergency doors. The EMT’s opens the truck doors and began to rush he inside as I follow behind them as they rushed him inside. I tried to hold his hand all the way there, but when it was time to take him in for ECG testing doors, they ask me to sit down and fill out paperwork. I began to panic and yell in anger, “Are you crazy? I’m going with him”, one of the nurses grabbed me by my shoulder and looked me in my eyes and said, “I understand what you are going through, but you can’t go in there. We will try our best to help him, but for right now you have to sit out here and fill these papers out”, I looked at her with tears in eyes. She began to look at me and started to rub my upper back and said, “It will be okay”, as I looked at her with sadness in my eyes. I watched her walk inside the doors, that Lucius went into. I walked towards the counter where the paper were sitting, I picked them up and made my way to the waiting area to sit down. As I began to fill out the paper, I started to think about all the deaths that has happen in my life and I think to myself that maybe I can save him. I begins to doze off. Suddenly, my phone ring and I can see Haley’s number in my caller ID. I tried to wake myself up by lifting my head off my hand, picking up my phone off my lap and answering it. As Haley emotions took over her, she said, “Is he okay? I can hear the rasp in her voice as if she's been crying for hours. I asked her to calm down, as I felt my body become weak my and words turn into mush. My phone release from my hand, falling on the floor as I felt my head hit the seating bench pole and my body landing on the floor. My ears started to go inside out as the doctors rushing me into the emergency room saying, “17-year-old female, Aborigine with lacerations on her forehead”. When I woke up my mouth was dry like a desert and my eyes felt like someone was pushing them down. Suddenly a man walks into my room with a white lab coat on and a clipboard in his hand. “Miss Fuller, how are you doing? Do you feel okay?”. I tried to sit up, but I started to feel weak and fall backwards on the pillow. He said, “You're okay, you're in the hospital”. I said, “The hospital? Why am I in the hospital?” The doctor begin to speak, “Do you know a man, by the name of Lucius?” I looked up in worry and said, “Oh my god, is he okay?”. The doctor could see the worry written upon my face and said, “Well he did have a heart attack, but he seem fine, we just decide to keep him overnight for observation and he’s been asking about you”. I tried to get up again, to lean my legs over the bed. I felt my body, become a heavy weight on my shoulder. The doctor began to yell, “No, you have to lay down”. I stared at him with craziness in my eyes and said, “No I’m leaving to go find Lucius”. He yell, “You're pregnant, Roxanne”. I looked at him with worry and repeated, “Pregnant? I can't be pregnant” He began to look at me with confusion and said, “Well, we ran multiple test and they all came back positive, you’re pregnant”. “No, I can’t be. Run the tests again? Please?”. The doctor looks at me and then at his clipboard and said, “Okay, when was your last cycle?” I begin to think and disappoint came over me, then I said, “March 3rd of last month”, the doctor looked at me with judgement on his face and said, “It’s April 30th”. I started to yell, “Get out, get out, you're lying, I don't wanna speak to you anymore, please get out, I wanna see Lucius, I wanna see Lucius”. I started to scream, trying to make my way to the door, the doctor calls security, to restraint me. The security guards began to drag me to the bed, strap my arms to the sides, stab me with a nettle and began to doze off. When I woke up, the straps were off my wrist and Lucius was sitting at my bedside. I opened my eyes even wider and said with a weak voice, “I'm not pregnant, I'm not pregnant, I promise”. He looked at me with a sigh of relief and said, “Calm down, I talked to the doctor and you’re pregnant, I’m not mad at you”. I looked at him and said, “Can I keep it, please”, he looked at me, grabbed my hand and said, “It’s up to you”. I looked at him and said, “I want to keep it”. Four months went by and I'm began to show. I tried to make money, but no one wants to fuck a pregnant whore. I thought, once I stop make money, Lucius would sent be back to the Broker, but surprisingly he was nice. He took me to all my doctor’s appointments, bought baby clothes and made sure I had plenty of food and rest. I remember the day my beautiful baby girl was born, it was is December, 2nd, 2012 at 11:11 AM. She came out, bursting with emotion as the nurses cleaned her off and handed her to me. As I looked a her, I knew she was mine as Lucius stood over me, watching her. He looked at me with joy in his eyes and said, “She's beautiful and she has your eyes” and I uttered, looking at him, “And she has your big ears”. He began to wonder, walked to the nurse that was in the room and asked her if she can test the baby, to see if it was his. Two weeks later, when Lucius and I were just getting use of taking care of the baby, we got the results. Little baby, Rosie Fuller was in fact Lucius’s daughter. She was gorgeous, perfect, nothing in the world would make me give her away. I treated her like my father treated me, read her bedtime stories, and told her about my early childhood, talked about her grandmother and grandfather. Soon many years have passed me by, she just turned seven and I was 23. Like every day I walked her to school, walked her into the building, but before she could go inside of class, I grabbed her by her two little wrist and said, “Be great, my beautiful baby girl and your father will be pick you up today”.

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She looked at me with a smile on her face and said, “Okay mommy”, grabs me by my head and kisses me on my forehead, then walked into class. I cried in joy like I always do when I her to school. I just think to myself that she will never be like me and she will be somebody in this world. Exactly at 2:03 PM, the school called me saying that I needed to hurry to the hospital, my daughter was in accident. I rushed up stairs to wake up Lucius. We began to rush down the stairs, getting in the car and race to the hospital. We finally got to the hospital and we can see the doctor's restraining my daughter. I was the doctor and said, “What are you doing, what is going on”, the doctor takes me and Lucius into a private room. The doctor said, “Your daughter had a psychotic break, she told us she can hear voices inside of her head, we're going to take her to a psych Ward for an amount of two months”. I looked at him with confusion on my face and said, “My daughter is not crazy, she's not crazy, she has never told me that, tester her for everything, she's not crazy”. The doctor said, “We have, I’m sorry there isn’t much we can do”, suddenly, Lucius grabs him by the collar of his shirt and pushes him against the wall. I rushed after him and said, “This isn’t the way, please stop”, he told me to be quiet and continued to shove the doctor against the wall. He began to say, “If, Roxanne said Rosie’s not crazy. then she's not crazy, tested for everything, do you hear me?”. The doctor said, “I can hear you loud and clear”, clears his throat and said, “Okay, I'll be right back”. A couple of hours went by and the doctor came back, we stood up and said, “So what's going on”, he asked us to sit down and began to speak, “Your daughter is not crazy, but she did have a psychotic break, she’s schizophrenia. Now the voices aren’t telling her to harm herself or other, but they are telling her to like to turn the nob on the shower three time and wipe the mirror left to right five times. Today, she heard the voices, telling her to write her names three times and erase it three time, she got angry and mix that up with schizophrenia, well that's why we had to resuscitate her, when she got to the hospital”. I began to cry into Lucius’s arms, then Lucius, asked the doctor to leave us alone for a little bit. I said sobbing, “What am I supposed to do, how I’m gonna pay for all of this”. He looked at me and said, “Don't worry about it”. I said, “That's not my only problem, how am I gonna take care of her, I can barely take care of myself. Now don’t get me wrong, you’re an amazing father, but this is not the life I want for my beautiful baby girl”. Lucius, step out to make some calls, soon he came back into the room and told me that we can give her to his grandmother, she took care of him when he was younger. I said, “Are you sure”, he said, “Yes, I’m sure”. Soon, the nurse wheeled, Rosie inside of the room. She looked at me with her eyes half opened, she looked like she was high. I said, “Hi, baby girl, how are you”, she replied, “I’m okay, mama”, as she blink slowly. As a tear began to fall and I closed my eyes, I said, “You're going to go away for a little while, okay”. She looked at me with confusion written upon her face, she said with a sigh of sadness, “Okay, mommy”. As I forced my eyes open, I said, “Me and daddy are going to visit you, every single day, okay. You have to promise me that you will listen to the doctors, take your pills, and talk to your therapist, do you hear me?”. As she felt like she had no choice, she said, “Okay, I will” I stopped and stared at her as I left the room and we made our way home. I felt like my only joy left was taken away from me. Lucius wasn't taking it so great either. When we got home that night I went up to the room and tried to fall asleep. Suddenly, I heard a loud thump downstairs, in the kitchen, it sounded like if glass was shattering on the floor. I ran downstairs, went into the kitchen and I saw Lucius with a blooded hand, glass on the floor and he is crying, “Why my baby, why my baby”, I hugged him as we cried together. A month went by and my baby girl was finally coming home. She came in the front door like lightning as she jumped into me in her father's arms and hugged us very tight. She began to burst in excitement and said, mommy, daddy, look at my new lion. It was a stuff animal that they gave her when she got to the psych ward. “I named him bubbles”, she yelled, I looked at her with a smile on my face and said, “That's a really cool name”. Me and her daddy, starts to make our way to the couch and I began to tell our daughter that we had to send her away to her grandmothers. She begins to cry and scream in silence. I can tell, that she felt like her heart shattered into a million pieces and that she didn't wanna leave, but I knew that if I sent her with her grandmother that she will have a way better life then I did and have a second chance at life. Also, I know if we sent her, we would be able to see her. After we had that conversation with Rosie, she didn’t speak much, she didn't wanna play with her toys and she barely ate her dinner, that night. I rubbed her back as she fell asleep. The next morning, I packed her clothes, her clothes, her shoes and all her belongings in a suitcase as we made our way to the green truck, in front of the house. Lucius was already in the car. When Rosie and I finally got in the car, Lucius wiped his tears off his face. As we began to drive, he held his baby girl all the way they’re to the house. As we arrived at the house, it was a beautiful cottage with cows, horses, chickens, pigs, and a beautiful bright yellow house on the Hill, that had a garden of flowers on the side of it. Rosie said, “Is this the house, oh my god”. The car finally stopped in front of the house, suddenly a woman with a white dressed and a warm smile, appeared in the doorway. She had brown eyes like chocolate chips and light blonde hair, Rosie jumped out of the car and made her way to the porch, where the lady was standing and said, “Hello, I'm Rosie but everybody calls me Ro. The lady looked down at my daughter and said, “I'm your grandma Billy, nice to meet you, we're going to have an amazing time together”. She looked at me as she finish speaking and saw tears in my eyes, she pulled me in closer, for a hug as she whispered in my ear saying, “I’m gonna take very good care of your little girl, don't worry, you can visit her anytime you like. When I hug my little girl for the last time, I felt my soul leave me body as it tried to follow her through that doorway as she waved goodbye. We went back home, that night as I cry myself.

Chapter 5

Depression

It has been two weeks since me and Lucius gave our beautiful baby girl to her grandmother Billy. Ever since then, I haven't been feeling myself, I would cry myself to sleep, barely ate and I didn't wanna get out of bed, but Lucius seemed like nothing was wrong. He would go to work and made sure the girls gave him his money. I haven’t my baby girl, ever since. Every time Lucius goes to see her, he tells me that she misses me and asks about me and when was I going to visit her. I started to wonder when I will go visit her and when I asked myself, that question I didn’t know, I just wish she were here with me and I wouldn't have to visit her. I could finally hug her, kiss her forehead, and rub her back at night, I just miss her so much. I know that I'll miss all her firsts, her rides a bike, her first boyfriend, her first sleepover she goes to her, first best friend, her first prom, her first homecoming, and her first junior high experience, I'll miss it all just because I can't give her the life she deserves. At some point I thought about, what if I got an abortion when I had the chance, but I knew if I did, I would have wonder ringing in my mind of who my baby would have been when. I remember when she was little, she came home, sat at the kitchen table, and said, “Mommy, why did you name me Rosie”. I looked at her with wonder and said, “You don't like your name?”, she said, “No, I love it, but why did you name me Rosie. Dad told me he wanted to name, Jasmine or Isabel, I said “I named you after a girl that I knew, she was 19 when she died. She had bright red hair, pale skin, and had the most beautiful smile. I met her, only when I was 15. “How did she die”, she asked, I said, “Okay, okay, that’s enough questions. “How 'bout you go upstairs and start your homework; I'll be up there in a minute. I didn't want to tell her, that the girl got beaten to death, that would have ruined her childhood. I wish that I just keep her here with me and her father. Me and Lucius hasn't talked much either, we've been distant from each other, haven’t had sex in either, I think he fears that I will get pregnant again, but I wouldn’t mind another, maybe I could keep it. I know if I do have another child, I would like a boy, maybe I would him Jacob or Noel. Soon two weeks became two months and I still didn’t feel like myself. As I lie in the bed, Lucius came up the stairs with a concerned look on his face and said, “Hey, follow me, we're going for a drive”. I walked downstairs, walk out of the front door, and got in the car as we began to drive past the big buildings. I started to wonder where we were going, so I said, “Lucius where are we going”, he said, “Be patient, we will be there in a minute”, I looked at him and sighed in frustration as I sat back in the seat. Soon, we turn on to a trail and came up to a green, house with a long pathway with the wooden, white fence around it. We came to a stop, Lucius got out of the car, closed the door, came to the other side of the car, and let me out and said, “Come on”. We began to walk up the path toward the door as a woman opens the door and said, “Hello Roxanne, how are you. I'm Doctor Schwartz, I'm glad you called. come in”, I looked at Lucius, before I walked in and said, “Who is this”, he said, “ just go in please, I’ll pick you up later, and please talk to her”. I in and sat down on the couch as she closed the door behind me. She went to a table, that was behind the couch, with a tea pot on top of it and said, “Do you wanted some tea?, I said, “No thanks, I’m good”, with an attitude and me rolling my eyes, with my arms crossed. She sat down in a chair, that was in front of me, grabbed a notebook off the coffee table next to her and said, “Tell me, how have you been feeling”. I looked at her with a smile upon my face and said, “What are you, therapist or something, she looked at me and laughed and said, “In fact, I am”. I stared at her with embarrassment on my face and said, “Oh, I’m sorry”. We both laugh and she said, “Okay now, tell me how you are feeling”. My smile soon turned into a frown as began to tell her, how I wish I could see my baby girl, that I wanted to hug her and see her without crying. She looked at me, then looked at her paper and begin to write. She looks back up me from the paper and say, “Let me ask you this. Did you send her away for a good reason”? I said, “Of course, I did”. She began to go on and say, “Well you can't be mad or frustrated at yourself, all you can do is be happy that you made a good choice for your baby girl”, I started to cry in relief that someone finally understood what I was going through and that she gave me the guidance, I always needed. Me and Doctor Schwartz, talked for an hour about my baby girl and how my life was as a child. Soon, the hour was over, and I had to leave, because the session was finally over. Lucius opens the door and walks, both me and he out of the door as he closes it behind us. He asked me, how it was and I replied saying, “It was fine”, he said, “Did you talk to her”, I said, “Yes”, he said, “Do you want to continue going”, I said, “Maybe”. We began to smile at each other as he said, “Okay good”, before we got to the car, I rushed towards him and hugged him real tight and said, “Thank you, I really needed this”. He hugged me back as he said, “I know, I know”, we got in the car and drove off. A week went by and I decided to get dressed and go visit, Rosie. I got up that day, put on a burgundy sweater with black jeans and black boots, walked myself down the stairs and said, “Lucius can you take me to Rosie, please”. He looked at me with a sigh of relief, we walked out of the front door, got in the car, and began to drive off. As we started to stop at a red light, I yelled, “Wait, I don't know if I'm ready, I wanna go back, take me back home, please. He began to look at me, places his hand on mind and said, “No, you're ready, our daughter misses you and you miss her”. As I took a deep breath in, I said, “Ok”, the light turns green and Lucius begins to drive. We arrived at the house, before I even got out of the car, I can see Rosie standing on the porch waiting for us. She started to run towards me as I get out of the car. She got closer to me and started to hug me very tightly, around my waist, I begin to hug her back as a tear rolls down my face. I could fell all my worry disappear. I realized, in fact that my baby girl, knew that I loved her.

Chapter 6

41

Rosie’s 8th birthday

It has been a whole year, since Rosie has moved away to live with her grandmother. I miss her dearly and I’m continuing therapist, she has helped me so much. Lately, I have been incredibly happy, Rosie’s 8th birthday. I've been working extremely hard, so I can give her the birthday, she always wanted. A bouncy house, a pool, balloons, cake, and ice cream, and I will invite all her friends from school. The biggest surprise I had for her, was she was able to spend the night over, me and father's house. Me and Lucius, redecorated her room and gave her purple walls, a wooden floor, a white bed with Princess and the frog sheets. I remember, when I was talking to ger last week, she said she wanted a “Hello, kitty”, nail kit, so I finally saved up $200 and I got for her. Me and Lucius made our way to, “Party city”, when we first got there we saw so many different decorations to choose from, but we decided to go with the under the sea theme, so we got blue cups, blue plates, blue Forks, blue spoons, and blue napkins, we also got Rosie an aerial mermaid costume, so she can wear it for her birthday. After we left, “Party city”, we to the photographer to make our deposit, we wanna capture every single moment of this amazing celebration. Then we went to the caterers, then the bakers. We told them we wanna red velvet cake with white, cream cheese on the top and in blue frosting, it need to say, “Happy birthday to our beautiful baby girl”. Soon, we arrived back home, and we took all the stuff upstairs. As the day turn into night, me, and Lucius we're talking, began to tell, “Don’t get all stress, over party planning, She knows, you love her”. I said, “I know, I just want it to be absolutely perfect”. He smiled at me and took a deep breath and said I know, I know”. After our conversation, I make my way to my bedroom, at the end of the hall and try to fall asleep with all this excitement. As the morning, stuck upon us, me and Lucius start to go in the backyard and set up all the supplies, for her birthday party. We put out the tables, put the blue tablecloths on them, put, mermaid shaped bowls with marbles in them on the table, tie up balloons, while the bounce house company start to set up. Me and Lucius, now on our way to Rosie. As me and him are in the car, we start to disgust, how happy, she will be. We arrived at the house, walks up the path and knocks on the door. Rosie answers, the door with totally shocker oh her face and say, “Hi mom and dad, how are you, what are you guys doing here. We yelled out, “Happy birthday”. She smiles and thanks us, soon we tell her, she is coming with us. Before, we got out of the car, blindfolded, Ro. I start to guide her to the steps as she walked inside of the house and in the backyard. When I took the blindfold off, everyone yelled, “Surprise, happy birthday”. Her cheeks start to turn red as she squeezes her face with their hands. “For me”, she says, I bent down and said, “For you my love”. She began to smile as she ran away, to go play with her friends. After a little time has passed, I could fell a terrible feeling in my stomach and the joy, get sucked out of my heart as Broker walked out, into the backyard. Lucius looked at me as he walked towards him as Rosie follow, hiding behind, his leg. Lucius said, “What are you doing here”. He said, “I, just wanted to give the little girl, a present”, as he shoves it in her face and my daughter, become scared. Rosie, begins to speak, “My name is Ro. He crouches down and said, “I'm broker, you look just like your mother”, as he looks at me. I began to rush towards, pushing Ro, behind me and said, putting my finger in his face, “Don't you ever speak to, my daughter”. He begins to grow with angry and raises he hand at me, sudden I see, Lucius standing in front of me. Lucius started to say, “I don’t think so, let me talk to you in the kitchen for a minute”. Broker and Lucius start to make their way to the kitchen, suddenly he can her Lucius, kicks him out of the house and said, “Now, get the fuck off my property”. Soon the party was over, and it was getting late. Lucius, carried Rosie, up the stairs and I followed. As he laid her in the bed, she turned and looked at us and said, “Daddy, will that big, scary man ever come back”, Lucius, looked at her with angry in his eyes and said, “No, he ain’t never coming back. Don’t you worry, know go to sleep”. As she rolled over and I closed the door behind us, Lucius starts to run down starts and out of the front door. I follow him as he makes his way to the car as he is getting in, I begin to bang on the window and he finally rolls it down and said, “What”. I said, “Where you are going”, without tell me, he unlocks the car door and tells me to get in. As we arrived at a house, that looked all too formulary, Lucius got out of car and began to walk toward it. I rolled down my window and said, “Who house is this”, he looked at me with anger in his eyes and said, “Keep your mouth shut and keep your head down”, as he continues to walk toward the house. He knock on the door and to my surprise, Broker answer the door. “Bang, bang”, that was the sound the gun made as the bullet went between Broker eyes as, “Love gun” played on the car radio.

Chapter 7

The question

We walked into the door, to see Rosie and Haley sitting on the couch with Rosie’s arms wrapped around her stuffed animal bubbles. She rushes towards us and say, “Mommy, daddy where were you, I had a bad dream and you weren’t there”. I bent down, picked her up and walked towards the staircase. As I walked her up the stairs, I said, “I’m so sorry, my beautiful, baby girl. Me and your father, had to make a run”, with anger in my voice. I continue to make my way upstairs as I opened her bedroom door, pushed back her covers, placed her on the bed and laid the covers on top of her as I rubbed her back and she uttered, “Mom, where were you, I was so scared”. I said, “I'm so sorry, I wasn't here for you, but you have nothing to be afraid of as long as I’m with you”. She looked at me with faith in her eyes, knowing I would protect her and said, “Okay mommy” as she yawns and rolled onto her left side. I walked out of the room and close the door behind me out as Lucius appeared from the shadows and grabbed me by my wrist and said, “You can't tell anyone, what happen”. I snatched my wrist away from him and said, “I’m not stupid and you’re not a killer. Why did you shoot him?” He said, “I was trying to protect us”, I looked at him with total disgust and said, “That is not the way to protect, you’re crazy”. He grabbed me by my arms, pushed me against the wall and said, “You don't know me”, I whisper, “You’re right, I don’t know you, know let me go”, with an attitude in my words. He released his grip and lowed me from the wall, I started to walk away, then Lucius grabbed me by my wrist, once more and said, “I was just trying to protect us”. “What if he saw you through the window before you got to the door and put a bullet in between your eyes. What if, I couldn’t get in the drive set and drive away in time, he could’ve shot us both, it's bad enough she's living with her grandmother not with us”, I yelled. He released my wrist and I walked into my room, closed the door, and tried to fall asleep. Ever since Rosie been born, I’ve been having these dreams about me and Ro, living in Paris or Florida and not selling my body for money, but it’s just a dream right. I woke up, that morning, went downstairs and made my way to the kitchen. As I walked in, I could see Lucius sitting at the dining room table, drinking a cup of coffee. I opened a cabinet, grabbed a glass, went in the refrigerator, and grabbed the orange juice. As I poured a glass of orange juice, Lucius said, “Good morning”, I rolled my eyes and ignored him. “I said good morning”, he said, “Oh, I heard, I chose not to answer”, I said. He got up, slammed his hand on the table and said, “Who do you think you talking to”, got in his face and said, “I’m talking to you”. “I was just trying to protect us”, “If you want to protect me and Ro, how about you let me go, I said as I began to walk out, “Fine”, he yelled. I turned around, looked at him with an surprise, written upon my face and said, “What did you say”, He said, “Fine, I’ll let you go, if you give me 24,000,000 dollars for your freedom, I’ll let both you and Rosie go”. “Where in the hell, I’m going to get 24,000,000 dollars”, I said. He looked at me and said, “You want your freedom so bad you’re figure it out”, then he walked out of the kitchen.

Chapter 8

Dr. Hector Rodriguez

“Let me ask you Doctor Schwartz, how would you feel if you had to buy your freedom, that someone owned you. It's not fair”, I said as pit my head downwards. She looked at me and said, “The world, will never be fair”, I began to smile, and I said, “You're right”. Doctor Schwartz said, “You have to deal the cards, you were dealt with”, I breathed in heavily and said, “Okay”, I began to stand up and she said, “Thank you for coming in today”, I hugged her and said, “Bye, thank you and see you next week”. I walked out of the door, got in the car, and drove off with anger, listening to Tupac on the radio. I was so angry, that I ran a red light and a car hit me from the side. “Crash”, that was the sound of our cars. When I woke up, I had a bad headache and a man standing over me with a clipboard and a stethoscope wrapped around his neck. On his lab coat, was a name tag, that said, “Doctor Rodriguez”, he was handsome, tall, silky smooth, black hair and beautiful light brown skin. He began to speak, “Miss Fuller, how are you feeling”, I said, “Where am I, who are you”. he said, “I’m Doctor Hector Rodriguez, you’re in the hospital”, as he put his hand out, for me to shake it. I sat up, shake his hand, and said, “Nice to meet you, why I’m in the hospital?”. “You were in a car accident”, he said, I said, “Oh my God, I need to call Lucius”. “We already contacted him, and he is bringing your daughter”, he said. It’s been two weeks since I've been out of the hospital. I've been working day and night, so I leave this place. I’ve saved 3,000,000 dollars. Rosie has had a bad cough lately, she sounds like she's cackling up her own lungs, and every time she breathed in it seemed like she is wheezing. I ask her all the time if she’s okay, but she tells me, she’s fine. One night, when she was coughing, she said that she could barely breath, so me and Lucius took her to the hospital. When we finally got a room, Doctor Hector Rodriguez he came in, with his beautiful Hazel Brown eyes and said, “So what seems to be the problem”, I said, “My daughter Rosie here has a really bad cough and she said that she could barely breathe”. He leaves the room and comes back in an hour later and said, “She has bronchitis, were gonna start putting her on breathing treatments, okay. Miss fuller, can I talk to you outside for a moment”. I follow him outside of Rosie’s, hospital room, He began to speak, “Hey make sure, you give her the treatments and make her where a face mask, to get her away from people cutting grass or dust, flying in the wind, also will you tell your boyfriend for me too, the nurse will be by soon, then he starts to walk away. I stop him in his tracks, by rushing in front of him and said, Lucius is not my boyfriend, he is my baby girls’ father, but nothing more trust me”, with laughter in my words. He looked at me and said, “In that case, would you like to grab dinner, tomorrow night at seven at the new restaurant red light, on Fifth St.”, I looked at him as I walked away and said, “I guess, I’ll meet you there”. It is now the next day and I decide to start getting ready at 5:30, I got into the shower, and when I got out, I began to paint my fingernails. Soon, I guided myself to my closet to get an idea on what to wear for tonight, suddenly, Rosie enters my room and ends up in my closet. “Mommy, where are you going”, I looked down at her as I rubbed her head and said, “I’m going on a date, but I can’t find anything to wear”. “Why don’t you where that green dress with your black beat”, Ro said as he walks out of my room. I start to think, that Rosie could be right, so I grab the dress, the black dress, my black Louis Vuitton heels, and I put it on. As I began to put on my makeup and do my hair, I began to think why a man would so nice, handsome, and a doctor, wanna date someone like me. Headed downstairs as Rosie followed behind me, “Mommy, have a good time night”, she said, “A date, who would take you on a date”, Lucius yelled from the kitchen. I yelled back at him and said, “Doctor Rodriguez, ask me the other night, for your information, watch Rosie, please. I’ll be back at 9:30”. I walked out of the door, got in the car, and drove away. When I got to the restaurant, I saw him sitting at a table with his phone in his head and flower, lying next to him, “Hey, how are you”, as he stood up and handed me the flowers, “Thank you, they smell lovely”, I said. The date went on for hours and hours, it seemed like, we talked, laugh and at the end of the date, he walked me to my car, kissed me on my forehead, I got in my car, and drove on home. When I got home, I went upstairs and began to make my way, to my room. Suddenly, Rosie whispered, “How was your date, mama?”, I walked into her room and said, “It was magical, we talked for hours, and he kiss me on forehead at the end of the night”. “Ooooo”, she said, while she shook her head, I mushed her face and said, “Go to sleep”. It has been a year, me and Hector have been dating ever since that night. Rosie and he have meat and she likes him very much, but I still haven’t told him, that I’m a prostitute or that I must buy my freedom from Lucius. One night, when we were laying in his bed, he started to go on and on, about how he loves me and he can’t imagine, his life without me, I interrupt and say, “Where are you going with this”, as I turn to grab my glass of wine, off the nightstand next to the bed. As I turn back around, he has a box that’s open with a ring in and says, “Will you marry me?”

Chapter 9

My freedom

I looked at him with worry, on my face. I got up, gather my clothes off the floor, walked out of the room as he followed me. He grabbed me by my wrist and said, “Ro, Ro, where you going? I just asked you to marry me and you rushed out of the room like someone was chasing you”, I looked at him and said, “This was a mistake, you don’t want to marry a girl like me, you don’t even know who I am”. As I began to walk away, he rushed in front of me and said, “I know, exactly who you are. You’re smart, intelligent, gorgeous, hell the best women I ever meat. I love you”, as tears begin to fall, him wiping them away, I say, “You don’t know me as well you think you do”, he says, “What. What are you talking about”? I grab him by the hand, and we made our way to the couch, “I haven’t told you who I’m really am. I’m a prostitute, I’ve one ever since I was third teen. One day, a little while after my father left for work, to men came in, held guns to me and mother’s and took us to this abandoned warehouse, where my father was beaten. If I wanted me and family to be safe, I had to pay off my father money deft, from all the drug he stool. At I was making runs and selling drugs, but killer thought it was a good idea to take me to a hotel and force me to oral to this 30 year old men and when I cried, he beat me with his leather, black belt. Then he beat my parents and made me watch, while he shot them in the head. About a year later, he sold me to this man nam.lked, Broker and on the first night there, he made me and the other watch he beat a girl to death, while to was chain to a pole. The next day, he through me in a cage, starved me for day and let all kinds of man, come and rape me, over and over. Soon he sold me to Lucius, he’s just not my child’s fathers, he’s my pimp. He didn’t treat me that bad, but when Rosie was born, I knew I wanted a different life for her, so I asked he how much would it be for my freedom and he said, “24,000,000 dollars”. Ever since then I been working, day and night, I never meat to fall in love with you”. He grabbed me, by my face and kisses me on my lips and said, “I’m so sorry, a women like you should never be treated that way and a women like you, deserves to be with a man like me”, he looks at me and say, “I’ll be right back”, he gets up from the couch and walks back into the bed room. He comes back out of the room with his check book, while my head is downward, he rips off the paper and say, “Hear, buy your freedom, you and Rosie come right back here”. I look up at him and said, “No, I won’t take your money, I won’t”, he ben's down, places his hand on my knee and say, “Yes you can and you will”, I get up and hug him real tight, takes the check, out of his hand and leave. I got to the house, entered, and ran to the kitchen, where Lucius was sitting. “Here, this is my freedom”, as I shoved the check in his face. He grabbed the check from my hand, looked at it and said, “Get the hell out of my house”, as I started to walk out, I turned back around and said, “No, I have something to say. We I first got here I thought you were a low-down dirty baster, that deserved to rot in hell, but now I feel bad for you. I wish you well, Lucius”. I walked out of the kitchen with a smile on my face. Three years have passed, me, Hector, and Rosie moved to Los Angeles. I recently, deliver a baby boy, we named him Jacob and we are incredibly happy. As I look back on my pass life, I wouldn’t change a thing, because if I did, I would’ve never had Rosie, melt Hector, or had Jacob. I end my story with an happy end, to show other, that you will survive.

The end