A Heart for Rebel

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Authors: Mia Natal
She certainly did not need a life
filled with the dementing, and perverted ways our mother was inflicting on us. I
was caught between a rock and a hard place. If I left, who will take care of
Ma? If I stayed, who will watch out for me? In the end, I opted for what was
best for my little sister.
    “Victor, I agree.
Bailey doesn’t need to see our mother’s destructive life style. She needs
someplace safe. I’ll get her things ready. Please give her a good home, but I
need to stay. I need to take care of my mother,” I said.
    “Reby, do you
honestly think I can just go and leave you here? I’m afraid I can’t do that. You
need to go pack your things as well. Your mother is a grown woman. You are not
responsible for her. She made her choice and this is how she chooses to live
her life. I refuse to leave you here and allow her to drag you down with her,”
he said.
    Benny gripped my mother’s
elbows and pushed her away, "Anna, I want my money. If you don't get my
money soon, I'm taking what's mine. You know exactly what I want. You were good
in the sack, but what I want I feel will be a whole lot better. You feel
me?" My mother shook her head in agreement. Victor has his fist clenched.
I think he knows what Benny wants. Benny heads towards the stairs and starts
heading down them, but not before saying, "I'll be seeing you real soon,
Rebel."
    "In your
dreams asshole," I yelled back.
    "You're
feisty. I like it. It will be my pleasure to break you," he yelled back. Victor
pinned me with a stare then turns to my mother, “What the fuck did you just do,
Anna?"
    "What I do
with my life is no longer your concern. Don't get all high and mighty with me
Victor," my mother snarled.
    Victor turns to me,
"Reby, baby go get Bailey's things. I need to have a few words with your
mother." I look at him, nod my head, and grab Bailey’s hand. We walk
inside and head to her room.
    "Wait here
munchkin. I will be right back, okay," I told her.
    "Okay,
Reby," she whispered. I know she's scared out of her mind, but I need to
know what's going on with my mother and Victor. I sneak back to the door and
listen in.
    “Go fuck yourself,
Victor. We are no longer together. You left me, remember?" my mother
snarled, sounding bitter.
    "Anna, you
know why I left. I couldn't live like that anymore. I wanted to be a different
person for Bailey and Rebel. I wanted you to change. I wanted you to stop
drinking and doing drugs, but you wouldn't let that shit go. You made your
choice. I made my own. I understand you had a rough life and a miserable
childhood, but Anna, just because the past didn't turn out like you wanted it
to, doesn't mean your future can't be better than you've ever imagined. Get
your shit together and keep that douche away from Rebel, you hear me?" he
asked.
    I sucked in a
breath. My chest hurt. My mother was willing to trade my body for the debt she
owes Benny. I would do anything for my mother, but never that. I'm done with
her and her fucked up life. I'm done with her screwing me over for her own needs.
    “Fuck you, Victor. What
I do with my life is my business," my mother growled.
    "I don't care
anymore. Kill yourself if you want. I'm taking Bailey with me, Rebel too if
she'll come with me," he said.
    "You have no
right to take my daughters," my mother said.
    "Watch me. Try
to fight me on this Anna, I will take you to court and I will fight you. I will
fight for them. They deserve to live a good life, and Anna living here with you
is not good," Victor growled. I heard enough. I ran back to Bailey’s room,
and packed as much of her belongings as I could. Then I went to my room and
packed the little shit I had. One last look around the room told me I was never
coming back. I grabbed my bag and walked out my room, closing the door behind
me. I grabbed Bailey’s bags and we both made our way outside the apartment.
    "We're ready
Victor," I said. My voice was filled with emotions. I was sad. I was hurt.
I was angry, but most of all I was

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