04-19-2015, 12:20 PM
Today was supposed to be a happy day, or so Ricky had told her. It was her 12th birthday. Like always Ricky had been kind to her. He had taken her to shoot the gun a few times. She had enjoyed it. He encouraged her to continue working hard in her school work. It was another activity that she found fun, but Marta couldn't shake the feeling that it was all a trick.
Ricky had no reason to help her, so why was he being kind? Marta didn't understand. Ricky came out soon bearing a cake, the words "Feliz Cumpleaños" etched in icing on the top. Ricky put the cake in front of her. "Happy Birthday, Marta."
Marta stared at the cake. This was too much. She didn't like that he was being nice. She didn't want to feel the betrayal. She didn't want to feel the uncertainty anymore. Marta flung the cake across the room, making a mess over the wall and floor.
"Stop being so nice. I don't want it to hurt when you change"
Marta yelled at Ricky. "I don't want to be scared of you anymore. I want this over with!"
Marta moved to begin removing her clothing.
Ricky wordlessly responded by grabbing her wrists. Marta had expected a touch of some sorts, but she hadn't expected the touch to be as gentle. It was enough to cause her to pause and look up at Ricky. She saw the anger behind the eyes, but it was laced with the same kindness she had come to expect from him.
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Marta Gonzalez
It was Marta's birthday and Ricky could tell she was on one of her off days. He hadn't expected the outburst, however. It worked in Ricky's favor though. He was too caught off guard to react right away, and by waiting he gained some insight. Marta had been afraid of him betraying her. She had expected him to rape her.
Ricky moved without thought when she started to remove her clothes. His hands grabbed her wrists, preventing her from completing her movements. His grip wasn't hard; he didn't want to hurt her, but he couldn't let this happen. She looked at him, surprised. He was angry, but once again, it wasn't at Marta. The cartels had turned her into this. Only two words escaped his lips. "Never again."
Ricky could see the wheels turning behind Marta's eyes as he let go of her wrists. There was no mark on her arms from the grip. Marta looked on the verge of tears, but she spoke. "I need to be alone"
Marta turned and ran to her room, shutting the door behind her.
Ricky wasn't sure if he had responded right, but this was critical. She needed time to think. Ricky would give her that - the time it would take him to pray for guidance. Ricky went to his room and lit yet another candle and began his prayers. His actions now would either heal Marta or make everything worse.
Edited by Enrique, Apr 19 2015, 02:45 PM.
Ricky had no reason to help her, so why was he being kind? Marta didn't understand. Ricky came out soon bearing a cake, the words "Feliz Cumpleaños" etched in icing on the top. Ricky put the cake in front of her. "Happy Birthday, Marta."
Marta stared at the cake. This was too much. She didn't like that he was being nice. She didn't want to feel the betrayal. She didn't want to feel the uncertainty anymore. Marta flung the cake across the room, making a mess over the wall and floor.
"Stop being so nice. I don't want it to hurt when you change"
Marta yelled at Ricky. "I don't want to be scared of you anymore. I want this over with!"
Marta moved to begin removing her clothing.
Ricky wordlessly responded by grabbing her wrists. Marta had expected a touch of some sorts, but she hadn't expected the touch to be as gentle. It was enough to cause her to pause and look up at Ricky. She saw the anger behind the eyes, but it was laced with the same kindness she had come to expect from him.
Marta Gonzalez
It was Marta's birthday and Ricky could tell she was on one of her off days. He hadn't expected the outburst, however. It worked in Ricky's favor though. He was too caught off guard to react right away, and by waiting he gained some insight. Marta had been afraid of him betraying her. She had expected him to rape her.
Ricky moved without thought when she started to remove her clothes. His hands grabbed her wrists, preventing her from completing her movements. His grip wasn't hard; he didn't want to hurt her, but he couldn't let this happen. She looked at him, surprised. He was angry, but once again, it wasn't at Marta. The cartels had turned her into this. Only two words escaped his lips. "Never again."
Ricky could see the wheels turning behind Marta's eyes as he let go of her wrists. There was no mark on her arms from the grip. Marta looked on the verge of tears, but she spoke. "I need to be alone"
Marta turned and ran to her room, shutting the door behind her.
Ricky wasn't sure if he had responded right, but this was critical. She needed time to think. Ricky would give her that - the time it would take him to pray for guidance. Ricky went to his room and lit yet another candle and began his prayers. His actions now would either heal Marta or make everything worse.
Edited by Enrique, Apr 19 2015, 02:45 PM.