Choices

It’s been a good while since I’ve sat down to write a story. This story is written in order I was really writing it to get an idea of what it should be like. But ever since this girl at school started reading it I’ve been writing more.1

This story is entitled Choices why I gave it that name, I forgot. So here’s what it’s about (I’m not good with summaries so bare with me) Crystal was raped by her EX-Boyfriend Mark when she was sixteen. She became pregnant with her now three year old daughter Evena but push comes to shove when Mark wants fully custody over Eve, to make things worse all hell breaks loose for Crystal when she finds out what he’s been doing to their daughter.2

“Mommy.” My head jerked to look for Eve. I heard her light call.3

“Yes Evena?” I answered spotting her and picking her up. She had on a little pink dress she was all dressed up with nowhere to go.4

“Daddy say he wanna talk to you.” There was no way in hell I’d talk to him again. What does he want?5

I put Evena down. Tell daddy I’m not talking to him. “Tell daddy I’ not talking to him.” I told her and she nodded and ran to his car. First and foremost I’m at church if I remember right Eve has a whole 24 hours more with her father since it’s Saturday.6

Mark got out the car and began walking toward me. This would be our first time actually facing each other since Eve’s birth. We haven’t talked outside of anything that revolved around her, whether it being court or trips. 7

“We need to talk.” He said bluntly, no hello or hey or anything.8

I folded my arms and rolled my eyes. “There’s nothing to talk about.” I retorted. He gave me a coy smile.9

“I want full custody of Eve.” My eyes widened, is this asshole serious? He wants custody of my child? The child I got because he raped me.10

“Well you aren’t getting it. You have the nerve to come after three years and choose that you want custody.”11

“You damn Skippy.” He replied. I couldn’t bare his presence and I couldn’t stand it. 12

“You must got it twisted, I don’t know what you could do to her.” I saw a gleam in his eyes. 13

“That’s right, you don’t know what I’d do to her.” His low dangerous voice threatened. His threat rang through my head. I cocked my head and stood akimbo. 14

“If you ever put your fucking hands on my child I will take your ass to court.”15

“She’s my child too.”16

“Don’t count on it.” Evena ran up to me and looked up at the both of us.17

“Bye daddy!” She said almost timely. It was like she understood what was going on and she was using her cute charm to break it up.18

“Wait why are you dropping her off early? It’s Saturday?”19

“I have things to do.” Things that are more important than taking your child for the weekend? And he claims that he wants custody. I didn’t have the energy to fight with Mark.20

“Okay bring her bag I’ll be inside.” I took Evena’s hand and led her into the sanctuary.21

“Daddy touched you? Where?” Thoughts began flooding my mind. 22

“Here and it hurts mommy.” She pointed to her inner leg and my heart began to race.23

“Did daddy—” I paused . Please Lord I pray he did not touch Eve in any form or fashion.24

“do anything else?” Even took a little too long to reply and that made me uncomfortable.25

“Evena.” I called sternly.26

She nodded. “What? Tell mommy.”27

“Daddy said it was doctor and he was helping me get better.” I was vex not mad vex.28

“And what did you do?” Evena didn’t know any better and she looked at me innocently.29

“He—he tell me to take my cloths off.” Somebody please pinch me ‘cause this has to be a dream. Then something clicked in my head. All this time Eve’s been so resistant with going with her father and this is why! He was—touching her.