Saturday, September 15, 2012
Family Tree- Chapter 1- pages 3-6
Cassie was now, on probation, and on the run, and knew that once her probation officer got word of her fleeing Tina's care and the comforts of her grandmother's home, he was going to lock her ass right back up, Cassie had already been warned by the judge that if he saw her face one more time in his court room, he would remove her from her home and place her as ward of the court, where she would then be placed in the care of the system. And that's exactly what happened.At first Cassie thought that this was the worse thing to happen to her. She cried for days on, all while never receiving a letter from any of her family member's, or any visits, all while waiting in juvenile hall for a year to be placed with Angie.
Cassie wasn't thrilled about being shipped so far away from her family, or the fact that she was ordered to stay with Angie out in Oakland, but hey, what could she do? She decided that she would no longer cry about it, she would do her time and be out of there. Angie ran a home that had seven girls in house, one which was seven months pregnant with crabs, and every night before lights out, she would climb on the top bunk of the bed they had shared, and begin to pop the crabs. Cassie was in no mood for the crab poppin bitch that came home drunk and pregnant and begin to punch her with her balled fist in the face and in the back of the head..never hitting the nasty, pregnant woman above the belt. That action would cause Cassie to be kicked out of the house, and she was not going back to the hall after being out for a little over eight months. Cassie thought long and hard about running away. She was tired of fighting the girls from 69, she didn't like the chics that were in the home with her and she hated Angie, she never used a penny of the money that was given to her by the State to provide for the children that were in her home. It had been a little over a year and she still had not seen her mother or siblings, and knew that this would be the perfect time to get back to San Jose.
Cassie packed her belonging's and through the bag over the fence where it stayed until the next day as she made her way out of the house and to the Amtrak Station...
Cassie had been sitting at the Amtrak Station since 8am that morning and here it was 1:30pm and she hadn't stolen a dime for her ticket.
Cassie's eyes had been fixed on one gentlemen in particular, he pulled up in a green box chev sittin on the gold knock offs.. Now, Cassie wasn't interested in dating this old ass man, she wanted to rob him! In fact Cassie was a virgin, and had no intentions on becoming devirginized! She was more into where she would hit her next lick..
"Are you a run away?" the man asked, as he looked at Cassandra who was 14-year's-old and what society labeled a "problem child" since the ripe age of 12 year's old, she found herself in a lot of trouble.. she had been sent to Juvenile Hall for several petty theft cases, coming from a broken home and her mother trying to make best with the salary she had been making as a nurse, made it hard for Cassandra to obtain material things through a regular cash purchase.. so she stole, and she was a good thief at that, she could still a man's underwear off him if given the right the opportunity.
Cassandra, sat at the Amtrak station hoping that someone would walk through the doors that fit her profile. She had a way that she picked the people that she would rob or pick pocket..
Today seemed to be taking a little longer then usual, normally she would have picked her victim and counting the dough she had gotten out of the lick, in all but of 30 minutes..no, not today, something was different. All Cassandra wanted to do was get the fuck out of Oakland, she hated the nasty bitch that the sorry ass court systems made her reside with, all while advising her that the system would take care of her now, the courts had even told her, that she would have clothing and all the essentials that a teenager would have living in a foster home. None of those things had happened for Cassandra.
She was still alone and at times would often have to fight off 5 or 6 girls at a time. Because she was not from Oakland or the Hood that she lived in, she was subdued to fights on a daily basis..
Her mind drifted back to a simpler time, when the only time she had to fight anyone, was when it was with one of her boy cousins, and even then..it wasn't really fighting, it was family.
" My name is Carl, I can give you a ride to where your going if you'd like," Cassie felt uncomfortable
about the whole ride idea but she had gotten tired from being at the Amtrak station and it didn't appear as though she would be getting enough money to purchase a ticket back to San Jose, and there would be no fuckin way she was going back to 69th street, nope, she was going home..she missed her little brother and sister..and even though her mother was sometimes cruel and strict..she even missed her too. "Carl, listen to be honest with you, I was sitting in here hoping that I could steal me enough money to get back to San Jose where my mother lives," A smile came across Carl's face, a smile that if Cassie had been old enough, she could of read through. "Damn, really? I work out in Fremont and I was getting ready to hit the highway for work now," said Carl. Cassie first thought advised against getting in the car, but she did anyways, she desperately needed to get out of Oakland and fast!
Cassie threw the bag with her cloths and other things in the back seat of the car, " You don't mind if I make a quick stop at the house do you?, I mean the 580 is right by the house," said Carl, Cassie was in no position to tell this man that was giving her a ride all the way to San Jose..no..
Carl pulled up in the parking lot of his apartments, and asked Cassie to follow him inside just in case she had to use the restroom based on the ride to San Jose being a hour and some change away.
Carl opened the front door to his apartment as Cassie followed behind him. Carl Proceeded to lock the door behind him, and at that very moment..life changed for Caasandra, and reality would never be the same for her again.. the brutal attack, the sodomy, the shooting of a man to save her own life..left scars no make up will ever cover up!
Once inside Carl's apartment, he pulled up his shirt and pulled out a gun and reached down in his pocket and grabbed a small baggie of what appeared to be something of white substance.. Carl headed for the bathroom " Carl? are we going to be here a while?" not that it mattered, Cassie was uncomfortable and wanting to get back into the public view. It seemed as if Carl had been in the bathroom for a hour, once he did come out of the restroom he sat down in a recliner and began to let random shit fly outta his mouth! he was rambling on about how filled out she was to be her age, and then out of no where, like a bolt of lighting had just stroke the recliner, Carl jumped out of the seat he had been nodding in and out of and began to shred off every peice of clothing off of Cassie, she screamed out of fear, and then she screamed out of pain, because what he did next..would send sheer horror down her spine.. he reached for the gun that he had placed on the table and began to sodomize her with the weapon, taking the gun from her ass, to her vagina and into her mouth.. he even tried to force the gun down her throat but she refused to open her mouth, Cassie knew that this angered the man, she could see the evil in his eyes as he looked at Cassie with his cold black eyes..Carl balled his fist and that's the last thing Cassie remembered as she woke up from the horrible nightmare. Carl had been sleeping in the recliner with his feet propped up, the gun that he had just used to rape Cassie with sat on the night table next to his drug induced body, she looked around for the keys to his car and noticed that they were hanging out of his pants pocket, which were huggin him tightly around his knees..he still had not pulled his pants all the way up from the rape.
Cassie was very afraid, fearing that if this monster awakened, she would be sure he would kill her.
Cassie grabbed the gun off the night stand and fired a shot to wake him out of the coma he had been in,but not before quickly hitting him across the head with the gun until he passed out! Cassie grabbed the keys out of his pants as his head, face and furniture, quickly filled with blood.
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