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chapter eight
"Clubs#1"
“I can’t believe your back,
sweetheart,” Evangeline cried over her distraught daughter.
“I’ve missed you so much!” she hugged her
ever-so-tightly. “Mom – can’t –
breathe,” Desiray whined and Evangeline laughed.
“Sorry baby, you’ve been gone for so long.” She
sobbed. “I’m alright now,” “Yes now. What
that man did to you . . . he should be locked up for years. Life,
even.”
“Mom, he’s going to the
Courtroom. He’ll obviously plead not guilty; they
always do. But hopefully, it’ll be the last I ever saw or
heard about him.” “Yes honey, sorry for bringing it
up again.” “I’ll go cook some pasta,”
Evangeline offered. Desiray had been home for at least a week
three days now. Back in the safe arms of her
family.
Alfie would be locked up forever, she knew
it. There’d been proof that he took Desiray. Her DNA, her
hair and spit: even vomit found in the basement, no,
‘dungeon’ of Alfie’s house. And he old clothing
had fibres of Desirays skin on, and the floor held skin Desiray
had shed.
All Desiray could think of was . . . was
home. She was home. She chuckled to herself. How did
I ever escape? Ariana, Kyla, Katelyn, Brianne, Danielle,
Sara, and Taylor we’re coming to Desiray’s house for
a sleepover sort of thing. And Jayden and his friends. Evangeline
and Alfie we’re going to town for the night Desiray
didn’t know her mother was seeing Alfie tonight though, she
was completely oblivious to it. Evangeline told Desiray her and a
good ‘friend’ we’re having a meal in town..
Alfie hadn't been arrested yet, he hadn't been found of
his where-abouts.
Evangeline didn’t want Desiray to be alone, so she said she
could invite a few friends ‘round.
But that few turned into 11 people. There
was enough rooms. Desiray and Jayden would be taking her room,
Ariana and Kyla on the floor of one of the guest bedrooms while
Katelyn and her boyfriend Dustin in the bed. Danielle and Brianne
in the other guest bedroom, while Sara and Matthew took the
floor, and then Taylor and Marc in the other guest bedroom. Which
also left one bedroom left just in case someone wanted to be on
their own, or wanted some
space.
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