My Aunt Ruthy - Briana Pass (feel good books to read TXT) 📗

Dear Reader,

My Aunt Ruthy is a bitch and a heartless snake. All she cared about was her well-being and collecting checks from the government for taking us in. She didn't care about Uncle Mason having his "me time" with me and my baby sister before we went to sleep at night.

You wanna know what "me time" is? Well thats the term Uncle Mason tells Ruthy before he comes in my room at night, bends me over and fuck me from behind. He usually lets my 12 year old sister give him the blow job. I never liked doing the blow job. Any who let me introduce my self. My name is Trisha Bell and I'm 16 by the way . I stand 5'1, brownskin, with a chubby firgure. Put it this way I am big and beautiful. My baby sister name is Tia Bell. Our parents died in a car crash 5 years ago leaving me and Tia alone in this cold world. We wanted to be up for adoption but some how the court ruled that we would be turned over to live with my Aunt Ruthy and her dirty husband. Then again we was happy at first just because we never wanted to be lost in the system. Now come along with me while I tell you how I murder my Uncle and get me and my sister far away from the West Side of Inglewood, California.

My Aunt Ruthy – Short Story

It's December 16, 1995 almost the end of the first semester. I was a sophomore at Inglewood high school off of Grevillea Ave. Some of the members from the Crenshaw Mafia went there too! Me and Tia had a plan this year that tonight was the night to kill Uncle Mason. We figured we'd let my Aunt Ruthy live only because she was invited by Mason's left and right hook damn there everyday. I was on my way to meet up with my bestfriend Cecilia on the side of the school where mostly all the popular kids kicked it at before class. Cecilia is Puerto Rican, 5’3 with long black hair and dark brown eyes. All the boys wanted my girl Cecilia because she was pretty. Dudes only wanted me cause I had a fat-ass so I paid them no attention. It was hard to date and act like a normal teenager when all I could think about was how Uncle Mason touches me and my younger sister. So giving any guy attention is the last thing on my list!

My bestfriend is my ride or die she was in on the whole plan. Plus she felt me and my sister’s pain. She always told me how disgusting my Uncle was and that if it was her in my shoes she would kill him too. With the help of her brother Jaime he’d gotten me and my sister new identities, passports to fly out to Dallas Texas and a gun for tonight. He had a connect with a lady who ran a place called “The Safe House”. The Safe House was where women and kids could live in if they’ve been abuse and wanted to start a new life. “You ready for tonight mamacita?” Cecilia asks. “Hell yes I’ve never been so ready for anything in my life” I grin. For some reason I felt crazy. It’s like I knew I was delusional but I didn’t care. My life’s been ruin ever since I was 11 years old. I’ve had lots of sleepless nights listening to Tia cry herself to sleep. The only reason why I didn’t want to go to the police. Is so that me and Tia wouldn’t get caught up in the system and have the fear of losing each other forever. All I can do is tell her that one day we’ll never have to go through this again. “So this is what we’re going to do –Cecilia explains --after you pull the trigger Trisha please mami run as fast as y’all can me and my brother will be parked in a black Pontiac waiting on you in the back of your house.” “Okay mi Amiga I’ll make sure to run with speed” I laugh. Cecilia hits me in my arm as we walk into the school and head to our classes.

Before my last class period was over I texted my sister to make sure she was ready for tonight. I took that as a yes because she replied to me less than a minute! My baby sis Tia was in Junior high so me and her would meet at our neighborhood corner store S&T and walk home. Usually Cecilia walks with us, but since her brother was in on the scoop of our plans she decided to ride with him home. “I see you at 9:40 sharp!” I yell to Cecilia. “Alright my love I’ll be as quick as possible” I say before making my way down the street. When I saw my sister she was looking beautiful as ever. Tia is taller than me. She’s about 5’5, has a slim shape body, with caramel skin, curly hair and hazel brown eyes. People always thought she was the oldest out of both of us but she isn’t. “Hey baby sis” I say while hugging her. “Hey doll how was school?” she ask. “School was okay all I could think about is how we have to leave everybody and everything.” “I know same here” she reply’s rubbing my back. “We can’t live like this for the rest of our lives its us against the world Trisha” Tia cries. “I know baby sis, but after tonight we’ll be free from everything” I respond holding her hand for confront as we walk home. My Aunt and Uncle lived in a red bricked down 3 bedroom house. Although they really had too much space in this house they’ve been living here for years! Me and Tia hated coming home but we never had a choice and running away without a plan wasn’t an option for us. “Where you two little tricks been at?” Aunt Ruthy questions as we walk through the door. “We’re in school duh dummy” Tia whispers.” “What you say to me little girl?” Aunt Ruthy cuts her eyes at Tia. “Nothing Aunt Ruth lets go to our room Tia” I say while grabbing my sisters arm. Aunt Ruthy is short and chubby. Fuck that Aunt Ruthy is short and big; she so fat that her neck sits on her shoulders in real life. Her complexion is brown, she has long black hair that droops down pass her shoulders and her stomach is so big that it shakes when she walks.

That’s probably why Uncle Mason rapes his nieces at night because he’s not attracted to her. Uncle Mason is Dark and 6ft tall. Mason is black as hell and he reminds me of a monster or the boogy-man that hides in your closet at night. “Where’d you put the gun Trisha?” “its under my pillow.” I walk over to my bed and pull a black 9 millimeter from the inside of the pillow case. I check the clip and made sure I had the same 3 bullets in it from when Jaime gave me the gun. I hear foot steps coming down the hall so I hurry up and stuff the gun back under my pillow inside of the pillow case. I then see Ruthy busting through our bedroom door. “Come eat this food that I cooked!” Aunt Ruthy hollers. Me and Tia follows her down the hall and into the kitchen. “Don’t eat too much your uncle has to eat too.”

Little did she know me and Tia never ate much in this house. It’s hard to eat, sleep or piss around here when you’re living with two delusional adults. Aunt Ruthy cooked meatloaf, cornbread and green beans. Don’t get me wrong she can cook, but that’s about the only good thing her sorry ass could do. After we sit and eat just before we release from the table I hear the door slam and heavy foot steps approaching. It couldn’t be no one else besides Uncle Mason. Every time he comes home from work my heart usually drops to my stomach excluding tonight though. Tonight I was devoted. I felt a range of anger as soon as I seen his black hideous face. “Hey pretty girls” he says waving his hands and smiling from ear to ear. “Hi Uncle Mason” Me and Tia says together. “You always acknowledge them little bitches cause they suck your dick at night but you don’t say shit to me” Aunt Ruthy says furiously. “Bitch I don’t like you!” Uncle Mason yells. “Fuck your “me time” you nasty slut!” Ruthy roars. SMACK! SMACK! POP! Uncle Mason Pounds on Aunt Ruthy’s face that was me and Tia key to leave and run to our room. We had a big night a head of us and I didn’t want them to ruin it with their fighting. Hours passed and my clock read 9:37pm. I text Cecilia to see if her and her brother was behind my house like they said they was. She replies less than a minute saying she’s outside waiting. I got myself mentally and physically prepared. I had the gun in my right hand tilted to the side and holding it as tight as I could. “Are you ready Trisha?” Tia asks siting right next to me on my bed. My bed was straight across from the door. So as soon as Mason opens the door I can immediately pull the trigger before he steps any closer to me and my baby sister! I knew Mason was on his way in because there was no more noise between him and Aunt Ruthy plus this is usually the time everything goes down. I can just hear his heavy breathing making its way down the hall. He sounds and looks like a fat pit-bull with the little pink thing hanging out. Just disgusting.

I swallow my spit and take a deep breath. I can hear him singing “me time”, “me time”, “me time” seconds away from the door. As he turned the knob I slowly begin to pull the trigger. He quickly opens the door and shouts WHAT THE FUCK! BANG! BANG! BANG! I dropped the gun and Uncle Mason body dropped right along with it leaving him on his stomach. Me and Tia jump up from our bed to our bedroom door screaming to the top of our lungs. “AHHH MY EARS HURT TRISHA!” “Mine too!” I say. “OH MY GOODNESS WHAT THE HELL DID YALL DO!?” Aunt Ruthy yells while running towards Uncle Mason and dropping down to the floor. She flips him over and I see three bullets in his chest. My phone begin to vibrate I reach in my pocket to see it as Cecilia calling. I instantly grab Tia by the hand and dash right out of the door. I quickly find the black Pontiac in the back of my house. As we jump right in the car I look in to Cecilia brother’s eyes who are glued on me and yelp. “DRIVE!”