Broken - Ronnea Stiles (ebook reader with android os .TXT) 📗

hall. I was wondering "Why was this music so loud?" Boxes of stuff where everywhere all around the house, and nothing even seemed to be here anymore. What was going on I thought?
"Dad?!"
I asked again, but still I didn't hear a response or anything, that's when suddenly I heard a loud gun shot making my ears ring. I fell hard to the ground ducking for cover. I covered my ears with my hands as I was ducked down In a position school teachers would make you get in if it were a tornado drill, I didn't hear another shot after the first. That's when I felt this ache, this huge ache in my heart that soon spread and caressed my whole body. I became weak at the thought of what I believed happened and what that shot was from, and used for. I quickly got up trying to block the image of what I already knew was there. I fled down the hall into the dining room to see my fathers body in the floor stale and lifeless he was lying on the ground with the gun right next to him, blood began to ooze and leaked onto the floor like a gallon of spilled milk from his head. I rushed over to him and kneeled down as tears fell from my face. I lifted his head up and placed it on my lap, blood soaking all over my blue jeans. I held unto my father, screaming and crying.
"Whyyyyyyyyyy?!?! Why God why?!?!??"
I pulled him up more bringing him closer to me. Why, why did he do this?! Right when I was going to tell him I forgive him for everything that's happening! He didn't have to do this I could have gotten him help!
I couldn't do anything else but cry and scream more and more seeing my father like this, his eyes were rolled to the back of his head. I stared at him for almost ten minutes screaming wake up, wake up I forgive you, I forgive you !! I stopped screaming and got up still crying, I had to leave, the longer I stayed here the harder it would be for me to leave. I laid my father on the ground and kissed him on the lips and hugged him one last time. I walked down the hall then ran out the back door when I saw police cars and an ambulance approaching my house. I ran fast down the street not looking back as my tears were rolling down my face and my pants still drenched in blood. CHAPTER THIRTY

~James~

 

 

I was upstairs in my room still packing my things into baskets and huge boxes when I suddenly started to hear loud consistent banging noises, it was coming from the front door. I left my room to see who it was, as I walked down the steps I saw my mother opening door. She started to scream in horror of what ever was in front of her as she opened the door. I quickly ran down the stairs to see Queen standing there breathing hard and panting as if she'd just got done running a marathon, I noticed she was completely covered in blood. My father and sister also came to see what was going on because of all the noise from my mother screaming. They both moved in front of me to see who was there. Everyone stood there surprised with their faces stuck in shock, I immediately popped out of my trance of astonishment and pushed past everyone to run out and hold Queen. She fell into my embrace as I wrapped my arms around her.
"James....James my dad he's, he's d--e--ad. He sh--ot h-im--sel-f!"
I could hardly understand what she was saying, all I could hear was mumbles.
"Queen baby what is it?"
She held unto me laying her face on my chest, I could feel her tears running so I hugged her tighter. That's when my father yanked Queen away. She fell hardly to the ground .
"Dad what the hell! She's pregnant?!"
"Young lady you need to leave NOW!"
Anger began to arise in my body, as I watched Queen struggle to get up. I fiercely and angrily charged towards my father punching him in his face. He fell to the ground with a loud thud ,I rushed him again before he could get up from the first hit. I started punching him over and over again he pushed me off of him and grabbed ahold of my hands. I fell backwards landing on my back as my mom and sister broke us up. "Stop it!" They both were yelling back and forth. We both stood up, my fist still clenched and ready to fight.
"Dad I love this girl and you're not going to kick her out I won't let you!"
"James baby listen to your father please!"
"No to HELL WITH THAT AND WHAT HE HAS TO SAY!"
My father tried to charge at me but my mother stood in his way and stopped him. I went over to Queen and grabbed her.
"Queen you can stay here".
"No you can not! The girl is dangerous look at her!"
"My father just killed himself! Don't you have some type of heart! Huh bishop Jones!!?! Or should I say client! Huh remember just a month ago you wanted to have sex with me!!"
Everyone mouths dropped. I was confused and I didn't know what to think. My father got quiet but Queen kept talking.
"There's nothing Godly about you! Your just like all the other men, which is disgusting! You're just like me! You cheat on your wife you play like you're this good man when really in secret you pay prostitutes like me to fuck! Oh you're no better then me! Why huh?!? Why do you try!? James, James I love him why do you want him to leave me alone so bad?! Because I'm trouble, because I'm dirty?! What is it huh??! Because I thought God loved everyone and just because we make mistakes doesn't make us monsters. For once in my life I feel love and that's because of James...James loves me and I love him... If me leaving has to help him then sure I'll leave!"
Queen headed for the door. I couldn't even look my father in his eyes. My mother and sister sat there and cried. My father tried to comfort my mother but she pushed him away and smacked him as hard as she could in his face.
"You disgust me! I can't believe you did this to that poor girl! You weren't trying to help her. You were trying to protect yourself! Lord please forgive me because I made a big mistake letting that girl walk out my sight the first time".
I looked at my father and just shook my head. My father started to cry when the door shut. I ran out the door to chase Queen. She was running fast.
"Queen wait!"
I tried to catch up with her but she began to run faster.

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

~ Queen~

 

 

I had to catch my breath. I was breathing heavily trying to suck in as much air as I could while bending over and placing my hands on my knees to rest. It was dark out and I was leaving tonight. James's car pulled up to the curb on the side of me. I sighed and got in.
"James you have to stay away from me... I'm trouble, remember?".
"Queen that's not true. You aren't trouble...why didn't you tell me about my father before?"
"I knew it would hurt you and your perfect little Brady bunch family".
"I can't imagine everything you're going through right now...your father he's what...what's happened?"
"I walked home today and he shot himself".
"I...I'm so, so, sorry baby".
I wiped my eyes as I held James's hand. We looked eye to eye.
"James I'm ok now I've finally found God and I'm going to start a new life...you need to start yours and go to college and become something...I'll catch up behind trust me".
He didn't say anything instead he brought me in close to him and our lips touched, I hesitantly pulled back at first but then I gave in and I grabbed unto him and continued kissing him, our tongues touching. James made a slight grunt and grabbed unto my hips tighter, I bit his bottom lip as he kissed me more aggressively.
"James...I love you".
James stopped kissing me and stared at me for awhile. Honestly this was my first time ever telling someone I loved them and I actually meant it.
"I love you too Queen".
"James I love you so much I have to leave..."
James sat back and sighed. He shook his head like he understood.
"James I love you and one day we can catch up with each other and be happy and I'll be ok and then we c..."
James cut me off.
"I know Queen...I love you".
James and I kissed one last time then I got out of his car. I knew this was just the beginning and one day James and I will meet again.

CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

~James~

 

 

Four years later

"Let's toast to my boy getting drafted into the NFL!"
My family and friends all screamed in joy and excitement, so I laughed and smiled too. I walked over to the crowd while everyone had drinks in their hands. I had been drafted to the DENVER BRONCOS. Everyone in my life has moved on, Sylvia got married once she turned 19, we didn't last long with the whole long distance and different colleges thing now she lives in Minnesota. My mother and sister smiled at me as I walked slowly to the crowd. A lot has happened these past four years. My mother divorced my father and he left somewhere,