WARNING
This chapter contains
child abuse,drugs, and the use of the term n**ga.
If you're comfortable with these subjects then continue reading
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The therapist andre refers to as doc placed a cup of hot tea on the table next to the couch andre was laying on.
"Okay andre are you ready to do this."
Andre sighed.
"Yeah doc, I'm ready...it all started eleven years ago I think."
"It has be twelve years today"
"Said doc as he intently listened to andre"
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A young andre was in his room trying to color, something to distract him again his dad had came home again and made him play the game, andre hated this game,andre hated that if he didn't play his dad would beat him up again.
"ANDRE GID DOWN HERE NOW!!!!"
Andre silently cried but the boy quickly wiped his years dad didn't like crying, mom didn't like it either.
"C c coming dad."
Andre said as he got up again and walked with a limp he was a little sore from earlier that day when him and his dad played the game.
"HURRY UP"
Andre rushed down stairs, he didn't want to get in trouble.
Andre made his way down stairs and he saw both his parents his mother was on the recliner passed out with a needle in her arm she always does enjoy using those it helps her sleep.
The drunken father looked at his son in a way that no father ever should.
"Come here andre, I gots a new game for you."
Andre slowly walked to his father.
The older man brought his son close to him.
Andre could smell the beer in his father's breath, the boy whimpered.
"Shhh andre don't be sad...daddy's got ya."
The man unbuttoned andre's short's and he quickly pulled off them off the boy along with his underwear.
Andre blacked out.
(Thirty minutes later)
Andre woke up, his head was spinning.
"What happened?"
The child said as he looked around, he then figured he was in the living room on the floor he then saw his father next to him, the older man in a deep slumber.
Andre then remembered what happened, his dad played the game with him again.
"Why dad do that."
Andre said as he silently cried.
He didn't want to do this anymore, but he had to, he had nowhere to go if he runaway his dad would find him easily.
Andre sighed he can't do anything now he just has to deal with it forever.
"Where did daddy put my shorts at?"
Andre said trying to find the only pair of shorts and underwear he had hoping that his dad didn't rip them off like he sometimes does.
Andre had found his shorts and underwear on the couch he quickly put them back on and he sat on the couch, maybe some cartoons could make him feel better, it usually does.
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The therapist was both shocked and disgusted, his father had raped not just that one time but countless other times to, and andre's mother was to much of a drug addict to even care about her child.
Andre was wailing the memories were too much for him, he was scared again.
The therapist quickly hugged the young adult trying his best to comfort him.
"Andre it's okay, you're not there anymore you're safe you have a decent paying job, you have a house, you don't live with your parents no more I promise."
Andre quickly stopped crying, he got up and wiped his tears.
"Sorry doc niggas aren't supposed to cry, shows weakness that's how we get jumped."
Andrs said gaining his composure back.
"Andre everyone has emotions, you're only human, heck I cry from time to time too, and besides you have been through a lot so don't worry too much."
"Yeah doc I know"
Andre said as he sipped some of his tea.
"Now you don't have to continue if you don't want to andre"
Said Doc.
"No doc I have to do this, it felt good to let it all out, so I hafta do it doc.
Andre said as he laid back down on the couch.
"Alright...so what happened the next day?"
The therapist asked grabbing more paper to record andre's story.
"Doc this next part was the day my life changed completely"
Andre said getting ready to tell his tale.
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Andre was woked by someone when he opened his eyes he saw his mother with a crazed look in her eyes.
"Mommy?"
Hey andre, mmm mommy n needs your help.
The woman said as she shivered she was clearly going through withdrawal.
"Okay mommy"
Andre said he trusted his mom more than his dad, but he never say that outloud.
"G good gg go put your shoes on and let's go hurry up."
The lady said still shaking.
"Okay"
Andre said as he made his way upstairs to his room to get his socks and shoes.
Andre came down the stairs a minute later and he walked with his mother to their car, the young child was happy was today the day that he and his mother left dad and to live somewhere else and be happy.
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Doc looked at dante dumbfounded
"You were excited?"
"Yeah doc mom's would always say that one day me and her would leave my pops for good, but man I was wrong."
"Why were you wrong?"
Doc asked.
"Because doc that was the day my mom's almost got me killed"
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After thirty minutes of driving andre's mother had stopped at a corner store.
"C c c come on andre get out"
The boy's mother said.
Andre opened his door and he got out the car.
"Wait here"
Said andre's mother as she walked up to a hooded man with a duffle bag.
Andre saw his mother talk to the man but then she got on her knees and she looked like she was begging the man for something, the man shook his head at andre's mom, the mother eventually started pointing at andre, the man widened his eyes and turned around and tried to walk off but before he could leave andre's mom grab a white bag out the man's duffle bag and she started running towards the car that's, that's when the man pulls a gun.
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Doc looked at andre awestruck.
"He started shooting just like that!.
"It was nighttime, also she stole the nigga's stash dealers would kill for drugs"
Said andre sipping more tea.
"Andre I may need you to refrain from using the N word in my office."
Said Doc.
"My bad doc, but anyways."
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The started chasing while shooting at andre's mother but he kept missing.
Andre's mother ran to andre.
"Nowhere to run now b****."
Said the dealer.
The man held up his pistol and fired it.
Andre was scared was this man about to kill his mother, but he soon found his answer when andre's mom picked him up and used him as a sheild.
The child took the bullet to his head, the two adults were silent.
Andre's mom took advantage of the silence and she threw her seemingly dead child at the man and she ran off leaving her child for dead.
The man placed the child in andre's mother car and he fled the scene.
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"My own mom's man used me like a meat sheild, that dude pulled my cap back and left."
Andre said he parted his hair to show where the bullet hit him at.
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"No wonder you were scared to talk about your past."
Said the therapist shocked at the story.
"Ya know doc, I feel good."
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"Yes talking to someone will make you feel better, it gives you a emotional and psychological catharsis."
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"My life is pretty f**** up isn't it doc."
Andre said, laughing at his pain
Doc sighed
"Language andre we don't swear in here."
"Oh my bad doc."
Andre said.
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But yes your life is pretty f***** up andre.
Doc said.
Andre was surprised his therapist just cursed.
"Close your mouth andre, you can catch flies like that.
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Andre stood up and chugged his tea
"So doc same time next week?"
Doc got up and hugged andre.
"Of course I will be there for you."
Andre started walking towards the door.
"Hey andre"
Doc called out to his patient.
"Yeah doc."
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"This appointment and the one next week, are on the house"
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"Heh thanks doc, you're real for that."
Andre said as he left the therapist office.