*A/N: What's up, folks?! Just a warning, there is mention of abuse in here. If you don't feel comfortable, don't read it. Skip over that part if you really have to. Remember to see all trigger warnings at the beginning of the story!

What about Carmon sending Jana over to his house? Was that right of Carmon to do that or do you think that Jana chose to go over there so it's not really Carmon's fault?

What about Jessica leaving a tracker in Jana's foot? Kinda obsessive or nah?

We hope to see a happier Raina coming soon because it's heartbreaking trying to type a sad Raina, okay? That's my god baby!

Tell me your thoughts because I'd really like to know.

Anyway! Comment, vote, and share! All that good jazz!

Alright, you may continue. 🤫💜
****

"What the hell is going on with you? Why are you speeding, Jana?" I asked once Jana picked up the FaceTime call. My eyes watched multiple homes speed by through the driver's side window. The trees went by in the blink of an eye. Jana looked so distraught as if she were about to bawl.

"Tell Carmon that I'm never going back over there again and if she lets Raina go over there again, I'm calling the police on both of them," she demanded as she watched the roads and tears developed in her eyes. From the look on her face, it looked like she was trying to hold her tears back. Why was she about to cry though? What a cry baby.

Little did she now that I've already tried. It all started when we were younger. Carmon brought Heath into the house for the first time. She was 15 and I was 11, about to turn 12. Heath was about 20 at that time. Aunt Clara was 'at work' and we were home by ourselves. Carmon introduced that monster to me and you wouldn't think he would be the dangerous person he is now if you had met him back then. His grey eyes pierced into my soul and his smile made my young heart worry for my sister.

That night, he and Carmon were watching a movie. I was stuck upstairs drawing my beautiful stick figures with different types of fashions. Carmon called me downstairs and asked me if I wanted anything from the grocery store. Of course, I said no because she was going to Kroger. As a young girl, I still wanted the best of the best. Whole Foods was where Aunt Clara and I got our groceries from.

Anyway, I declined and went back upstairs. She tried to tell me that Heath was staying behind, but I thought nothing of it. As long as he stayed downstairs, everything was fine.

Sadly, that didn't happen.

Once Carmon left, he came upstairs and knocked on my door. Opening the door, my eyes landed on a sneering Heath.

His eyes looked into mine with lust in them and said, "You want to hang out for a minute until your sister comes back?"

Thinking nothing of it, I agreed to hang out with him. As my feet were leading me out of my room, Heath stopped me and said that we were staying in my room. That's when I fell curious. Why in the world would he want to hang out in my room? What was wrong with the living room?

Since he was older and he was an adult in my eyes, I walked back into my room and just continued drawing my future fashion designs. This was something I shouldn't have done.

He come over to my bed and watched me draw my future designs. He asked questions and looked intrigued. The words spewing from his lips were encouraging and supportive as if he was really interested in what I was doing. He asked me what I wanted to be when I grew older, he asked about my grades, he even asked me why I wanted to be a fashion designer. He sat there and he listened to every word I said. It was like he wanted to know more about me.

What he said after should have made me think otherwise. He said "I think these designs would look perfect on you. Especially the one with the robe. What do you think?"

I, still thinking that he even cared, said that it would have looked lovely on me. Suddenly, his hand reached over to the other side of my hip and said "To be honest, I think you'd look better naked. What do you think?"

That's what made me come back to my senses. My eyes widened and my head shook rigorously.

Closing my book and hopping off the bed, I attempted to walk to the door, but he caught me and sat me in his lap. Whispering in my ear, he said "You should be more comfortable with your body. I like watching your body."

That sent shivers down my body. It was scary what he said to me. Who says that to their friend's younger sister?

He threw me onto the bed, began ripping my clothes off and...well, you know the rest.

Surprisingly, my sister was someone I looked up to back then. If my sister trusted someone, so did I. If she didn't care for someone, that person was dead to me. Guess who she trusted? I was still a child and he took advantage of that.

It was like my younger self was stripped away from me and adulthood had come. It was uncomfortable and it was painful. It was like I was a flower being stomped on multiple times and it just died. Maybe ran over by a car an excessive amount of times, stones being thrown against my skin, and being smacked with a hardback book many times.

What made this situation even worse, Carmon came home and saw me curled up in a corner crying until my heart was melted away. She came to me and asked me what happened. When I told her, she looked at me with confusion on her face and thought I was telling stories. She said that he wouldn't want me even if I were her age. Once it finally got through her thick skull, she begged me not to tell Aunt Clara or anyone else. Why? Because she wanted to be with him.

I agreed to it. Even though I was destroyed by this man, my sister was more important to me. Her feelings meant more to me than my own at the time. She told me that she would fix it and that everything would get better. Do you think it got any better?

Years later, it got brought up again. Our uncle saw the bruises around my neck and asked me what happened. Even though I felt like I was betraying my sister, I sang like a canary. He was told everything and he put in the report to the Department of Children's Services. When it was revealed that a case worker was going to visit us, I got scared. Carmon didn't know that told our uncle.

When they came out, I just told them that Carmon and I were fighting a little too rough one night. The case was ignored after that. Uncle Thomas was so frustrated with me. In my mind, I thought that the case worker would get the hint, but she didn't. Once Carmon got pregnant, Heath never came around the house anymore.

There was another time that I, personally, called the police on Heath because he threw Loraina against the wall one day, but Carmon claimed that Heath dropped her on accident. She told them that they lived together and that they were a happy family. So Raina got to stay.

I said all of that to say that the system doesn't take children's lives seriously. They just go by what sounds easier to them. So it's pointless for Jana to call them. To this day, Carmon doesn't know that I called the police or that Uncle Thomas knew about me being raped. Surprising, the other girls don't know either.

"Jana, what happened?" I asked calmly as she began to hyperventilate behind the wheel. Damn it. She's panicking while we're on the phone together. Where is Jessica when you need her?

"Jana, just come on home. Don't go to that gig. You need to relax and be in a better state of mind. You'll be safer at home," I attempted to persuade her. That didn't work.

"Tiff, I'm sorry. I just have to go," she said as tears trailed down her slightly freckled face. Soon, the call ended before I could say anything else.

What the hell happened to make her cry like that? She was never that upset. She was always calm and relaxed. A vibe must have been off at Heath's place. Then again, a vibe is always off over there.

Soon after, Jessica came in with Raina in hand. "Hey, what's going on with your girl? She was crying while on FaceTime with me," I asked with concern on my face. Jessica and Raina sat down on the couch with anger all over her face. This was definitely not good.

Raina laid against Jessica's shoulder with the look of sadness on her face. "Daddy touched Auntie Jay's body," Raina revealed as tears streamed down her cheeks.

'Touched Auntie Jay's body'. What would he want with Jana's body of all bodies?

"Touched her?! How? Show us, Raina," Jessica said as she watched Loraina sit up. She mimicked what Heath did to Jana. Touching all over her sides and covering her private area. Just like he did to me years ago. I had a change of heart.

"He touched her no-no spot and had a gun. He told me to go upstairs or he'll shoot me," Raina explained as she dug her face into Jessica's arm again and sobbed.

That no good bastard! That's why she was crying in the car. Poor Jana. My heart hurt for her, but why was she over Heath's house though?

As soon as my body rested beside Raina and Jessica, here came a manicured Carmon with "Hey, where's Jay? Did she do what I asked her to?"

My eyes rolled up to Carmon in anger. She did it again! She put her problem off on someone that really cared about her!

"Carmon, you put your daughter and your best friend in danger because you wanted her to do something for you?! Heath almost raped Jana and almost killed Loraina!" I shouted loudly.

The one time I actually defend her and she wasn't here. The only reason why I stood up for Jana was because I understood where she came from. Heath was intimidating and a scary being that no one wanted to be around. He frightened her. No one deserves to be frightened by someone like him.

"HOLD THE FUCK UP! You sent my girlfriend to do your dirty shit?! YOU SENT HER TO THAT BASTARD?! CARMON! THAT'S IT! I'M CALLING THE-"

"DON'T DO THAT! You really thought that I knew he was going to touch her like that? We all didn't know-"

"YOU KNEW EXACTLY WHAT HE WAS GOING TO DO, CARMON! You knew because he did the same to me when I was younger! He even did it to you! I can't believe you're doing this again. You're trying to make excuses for this man. You can't seem to keep yourself, your family, or your friends away from this literal predator! HE! IS! A! DANGEROUS! MAN! Can you get that through your head?! You seriously need help! This is low, Carmon!" I shouted at her with so much anger and frustration in my heart.

Tears fell from my eyes after that revelation. Carmon widened her eyes at me and a silence fell over all of us. After that happened to me, I went through a phase of denial. In denial about everything that happened. Nothing happened to me, I was still little miss perfect Tiffany, and better than everyone else. It worked for a few years. I guess since this money scandal with my aunt, this craziness with Bryce, and now this...

It was all taking a toll on me.

Raina eventually ran to her room crying loudly. This poor child was in danger because of Carmon and her sick love fantasy with Heath. We were all in danger because of her.

"You use this little girl like a pawn in your twisted love game with Heath. You can't keep seeing him anymore. Jess, call the-"

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!" Carmon said as she took me by my precious blonde locks and slammed me onto the ground. Jessica widened her eyes in shock and pushed Carmon off of me. Can you believe that this was my own sister? She was hurting me to save a man that doesn't even care about her anymore. She didn't understand that and my heart was just broken. My tears slid down my cheeks to help with the pain in my heart, but they just didn't help.

"What the fuck was that, Carmon?! Tiff is right! I don't agree with her on a lot, but I will agree with her on the fact that you need help! You're hurting your own sister for a man that wouldn't care if you were hurt. Do you not see what the fuck you're doing?!" Jessica shouted as she helped me sit up. At that moment, neither Carmon's apologies nor her reasons to why she hurt me were relevant. I just didn't care.

"Tiffany, no other man will love me like Heath did. He is an insane person, but he was my first. He knows me, he knows, Loraina, and I know he loves both of us deep down in his heart. You guys just can't see past his tough exterior. I'll fix this. I promise. Please just don't call-"

"Uh...I think it's too late for all of that. Cut on the news," Jessica interrupted as she looked down at her phone. I guess that she got a message from her phone to look at the news. Carmon marched over towards the TV and snatched the remote from the top of the television.

As she did that, my body came up from the floor and I walked to get my phone. Opening my phone, I found a very important message. My eyes widened at this specific message because it was going to ruin Carmon's feelings.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" a huge scream was released from Carmon's lips as she kneeled to the ground and slammed her face into the ground. Weeping loudly, she slammed her fist into the floor. The news channel showed Heath being exited from the police car with cuffs around his wrists with that signature intimidating look on his face. Good riddance.

As Rena came in through the door and widened her eyes, the news anchor talked about the case. "27-year-old Heath Williamson, son of Mrs. Toni Williamson and Mr. Patrick Williamson of the Williamson Financial Institution, has finally been taken into custody for drug possession, multiple counts of abuse, neglect, and domestic violence," the news anchor went on about.

As she continued talking about the case, Rena walked over towards Carmon and almost touched the sobbing sister.

"How long has she been like this?" Rena asked. Little did she know that Carmon wasn't crying because she was sad. She should have known not to touch Carmon when she was like that.

"BACK THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!!!!!" Carmon screeched as she almost swung at Rena. Rena quickly ran away from Carmon and over by us. My heart jumped as Carmon slowly stood up and ripped the TV cord from the outlet.

Carmon was barely like this. She was a bit like Jana. She was always so happy and played around with men. For some reason, Heath was a man she just couldn't play with.

If she found out who told the police about her and Heath, she would freak out. This is the only person she would freak out about.

Her black hair was all over her face and tangled, but she turned to face us and said "Who. The. Fuck. Called. Them?" she seeped slowly from her teeth. She was seething at the sight of all of us standing there. Her skin turned from white to pink and a dark pink at that. My eyes darted to Rena and her dark brown eyes watched Carmon.

"Well, Rena, she just started acting like this. Once she saw the news, the beast was unleashed. It's been out since," Jessica revealed as she looked at Rena with an annoyed face.

After Jessica said that, Carmon roughly grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me into my room. Rena and Jessica widened their eyes as they watched me be pulled away. Jessica gave me the hush signal as my eyes glanced over to them.

My heart pounded faster than the highest speed limit on a car. Carmon didn't need to know who told the police. That would only cause more problems between the five of us. She couldn't know who really told.

Once we got to my room, she slammed the door and locked it. As my heart raced, she turned to me with her back to the door. Her face was burning red, but it showed a relaxed look. Her curvaceous body came closer to my petite body and she whispered lowly "Alright, Tiff. Sister-to-sister, who called?"

Here she goes pulling the sister card. Why did she do that? I was already nervous as it was. She wouldn't let me leave my room until I told her. "Carmon, I don't-"

"Don't pull that shit, Tiffany. They aren't related to you. We are blood sisters. Unless you want to see your blood in this carpet, I suggest you tell me who the fuck called the police," she demanded as she cracked her knuckles and balled her fists. They almost connected with my face!

"Not my beautiful face!" I cried as she almost punched me with her strongly clinched fists.

"Then tell me who the fuck snitched," she demanded again with spread nostrils and a frustrated look on her face. As much as I loved this person, I couldn't risk my sister putting her hands on me again.

Shaking my head, tears fell from my eyes and from my lips came a...

"It was Rena."