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in her. Now she was alone again, with nothing but her demons to torment her.
On the Saturday morning after her parents left for Atlantic City, Alessa went out to the kitchen, only to find her Uncle Danny gorging himself at the kitchen table.
“My friends are coming over tonight to play poker,” he announced with a gleam of anticipation in his eyes. “I expect you to be nice to them and not give me any shit.”
“I won’t get in your way,” Alessa assured him. “I’ll keep to my room.”
“No, you won’t stay in your room,” Danny told her. “You will be out here with us. I promised them you would be ‘nice’ to all of them. What I mean is, you will do whatever they want you to. Do you understand?”
“Are you talking about sex?” Alessa shrieked.
“Well, I’m certainly not talking about serving them coffee and donuts. I’m talking about being a nice girl and doing what they ask you to do. Nobody’s going to hurt you, for Christ’s sake! They just want to mess around a little. I want you to wear a tee shirt and panties tonight. That’s it. Nothing else.”
The room started to close in on Alessa as the reality of what was about to happen sunk in. Her legs went weak and she felt utterly defenseless. Her mind reeled, searching for an answer, trying to find a way out of this unimaginable situation. She thought for a moment of calling Rosabella, but what if her sister didn’t believe her either? Alessa went into her bedroom and sat on the edge of her bed. What was she going to do now? How could she get out of this mess? She did not reflect on how her uncle could do this to her. He was the devil himself. He could do anything to her and get away with it.
Then it came to her. She would sneak out and go to see Zoe. She would tell her everything. Zoe would help her decide what to do. Alessa got dressed and snuck out of the house while her uncle was taking his weekly shower. He was a disgusting pig who proclaimed that showering once a week was enough. That was the reason why there was a sweet, rotting smell about him all the time. Alessa ran the mile and a half to Zoe’s house.
She knocked frantically on Zoe’s door and had to wait for nearly ten minutes before it was finally opened. Her friend’s mother seemed a different person from the one Alessa had known. Zoe’s once-beautiful hair was matted and tangled in knots. There were dark circles under her bloodshot eyes and the skin on her cheeks hung loose, as if she had aged a hundred years. Her clothes were stained and almost falling off her thin frame. Zoe reached out and took Alessa in her arms. Then she broke down in tears. The two of them stood at the front door, clinging to each other desperately, as though the floor would fall out from under them, if either one of them let go.
When they finally separated just to look at each other, Zoe said, “God, Alessa, I miss her so much! I can’t go on without her. I swear I didn’t know he was married!”
Alessa comforted her by telling her how much she herself missed her friend and how, without Rhonda there, life sucked. Finally, Zoe brought Alessa inside the house. They sat at the kitchen table and talked about Rhonda and everything that had happened that terrible night which would change their lives forever.
Zoe said, “Your mother is a real cunt. I don’t know how you can stand her.”
“I can’t,” Alessa said firmly. “You have no idea how much I hate her.” She needed to tell her what was going on. She had kept it to herself for a long time and she had no one else in the world to turn to. “Zoe,” she began, “I have something to tell you. I’m really scared, because I don’t know how you will react and I wouldn’t be able to bear it, if you ended up despising me.”
Zoe looked at Alessa in bewilderment. “I could never hate you, Alessa,” she said gently. “You are a wonderful person. Rhonda loved you deeply. You are the only real girlfriend she ever had. She told me all the
On the Saturday morning after her parents left for Atlantic City, Alessa went out to the kitchen, only to find her Uncle Danny gorging himself at the kitchen table.
“My friends are coming over tonight to play poker,” he announced with a gleam of anticipation in his eyes. “I expect you to be nice to them and not give me any shit.”
“I won’t get in your way,” Alessa assured him. “I’ll keep to my room.”
“No, you won’t stay in your room,” Danny told her. “You will be out here with us. I promised them you would be ‘nice’ to all of them. What I mean is, you will do whatever they want you to. Do you understand?”
“Are you talking about sex?” Alessa shrieked.
“Well, I’m certainly not talking about serving them coffee and donuts. I’m talking about being a nice girl and doing what they ask you to do. Nobody’s going to hurt you, for Christ’s sake! They just want to mess around a little. I want you to wear a tee shirt and panties tonight. That’s it. Nothing else.”
The room started to close in on Alessa as the reality of what was about to happen sunk in. Her legs went weak and she felt utterly defenseless. Her mind reeled, searching for an answer, trying to find a way out of this unimaginable situation. She thought for a moment of calling Rosabella, but what if her sister didn’t believe her either? Alessa went into her bedroom and sat on the edge of her bed. What was she going to do now? How could she get out of this mess? She did not reflect on how her uncle could do this to her. He was the devil himself. He could do anything to her and get away with it.
Then it came to her. She would sneak out and go to see Zoe. She would tell her everything. Zoe would help her decide what to do. Alessa got dressed and snuck out of the house while her uncle was taking his weekly shower. He was a disgusting pig who proclaimed that showering once a week was enough. That was the reason why there was a sweet, rotting smell about him all the time. Alessa ran the mile and a half to Zoe’s house.
She knocked frantically on Zoe’s door and had to wait for nearly ten minutes before it was finally opened. Her friend’s mother seemed a different person from the one Alessa had known. Zoe’s once-beautiful hair was matted and tangled in knots. There were dark circles under her bloodshot eyes and the skin on her cheeks hung loose, as if she had aged a hundred years. Her clothes were stained and almost falling off her thin frame. Zoe reached out and took Alessa in her arms. Then she broke down in tears. The two of them stood at the front door, clinging to each other desperately, as though the floor would fall out from under them, if either one of them let go.
When they finally separated just to look at each other, Zoe said, “God, Alessa, I miss her so much! I can’t go on without her. I swear I didn’t know he was married!”
Alessa comforted her by telling her how much she herself missed her friend and how, without Rhonda there, life sucked. Finally, Zoe brought Alessa inside the house. They sat at the kitchen table and talked about Rhonda and everything that had happened that terrible night which would change their lives forever.
Zoe said, “Your mother is a real cunt. I don’t know how you can stand her.”
“I can’t,” Alessa said firmly. “You have no idea how much I hate her.” She needed to tell her what was going on. She had kept it to herself for a long time and she had no one else in the world to turn to. “Zoe,” she began, “I have something to tell you. I’m really scared, because I don’t know how you will react and I wouldn’t be able to bear it, if you ended up despising me.”
Zoe looked at Alessa in bewilderment. “I could never hate you, Alessa,” she said gently. “You are a wonderful person. Rhonda loved you deeply. You are the only real girlfriend she ever had. She told me all the
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