Chapter 13

BAM.
Somebody had knocked down da front door, as Sherice turned to see what it is, i dashed the biggest fing i could get hold of at her feet, she flew into da bookshelf, she didn't know what hit her- actually she did- it was the bludclart chest of drawers.
She was stuck under neath the rubble of books but now she was the least of my problems, who had broken down the door. da first fing i knew i had to do was keep the twins safe- dey were crying so hard now- Sherice was about to kill dem and the noise had saved them. I picked dem both up and wiv one on my back and de ova on my front i ran into Sandra's room and put them in sandra's shower, i gave Jake my fone- I told him to dial 999 and give dem the adress, "you know the adress yeah- i know your mum taught you it," i said panicking- i could hear whoever had knocked down the door cummin up the stairs. "I know it," Jake said crying. I kissed dem both on the heads and ran, locking da bathroom door behind me and den da bedroom door itself.
And den in the corridor I saw him- with a rifle in his right hand and a spliff in the other.
"Daniel,".
He turned to me and smiled- he was so high, "Chelle Chelle," he cackled wavin da gun around.
Wtf was i gonna do- how the fuck did he find the house- how was i gonna deal wiv both Sherice and Daniel.
Sherice let out a groan from the bedroom, "You got company-" he laughed, " as per usual."
He smiled and den walked into da room, "ah looks it sherice," I heard him say.
My heart was pounding, my palms were sweating, i could hear the boys crying from sandras room, i tucked the key quickly in my bra, daniel walked out.
"Was dat cryin i heard?", he asked.
"No," i said, "daniel please- what do you want?".
"You fink i was gonna let u just leave me," he replied and den he walked over to me and stroked my face, "did sherice do dat 2 u," he asked licking my bloody lip, "please leave me alone," i begged and den he punched me, i fell to da ground.
"Open dis fackin door," he said.
"No," i screamed, he pointed the gun at the lock and was about to shoot it to get it open, i didnt know what he was capable of doin to da twins so i did what i had to do. I had to sweep him off his feet by sliding into his legs, he fell back over the bannister, he hit the chandelier and landed face down in the mainroom. he was still. he weren't moving,i could see blood leaking from his head and just as i was wonderin if he was dead or not, sherice ran out of da room, she had splinters comin out from her face and her face was black and blue.

She ran to me and I ran to her, we ended up exchangin blows on the top of the staircase and fucking each other up as we walked down the steps, we landed in the mainroom where daniel's body was lying, i kicked sherice into the glass table but my girl did some next acrobatic move and ended up landing on da floor.
She looked at Daniel, "you killed him," she said. whilst she was talkin i dashed a chair at her, it hit the tv, smashin it all 2gever.
Now she was mad- she looked like some next animal, she was torn up from her head to toe, she ran toward me as she did she ran into my flykick, true say i had to say "hiyahh". She fell to da ground but jumped back up.
She gave me one roundhouse kicked, i flew back into the kitchen, slid off the table and onto the floor. She limped in slowly as I was helpless on the floor.
"I told you one of us was gonna die tonight," she panted, "when i'm done wiv u im gonna go upstairs and fuck up those youts."
Tears ran down my eyes, i could see a bone popping out of my leg as Sherice finally made her way round to me with a kitchen knife on her hand.
"I'm gonna stuff you like a fuckin christmas turkey," she said.
"Always thinkin about food," i spat at her, just as she was gonna jam the knife in my stomach, i broke the chair leg off the chair and stuck it in her pannani. dun know.

She staggered back, "you killed me," she cried as blood ran from her lips and from between her leg. i slowly got to my feet as she slid on the ground and died dere wiv da wooden chair leg in between her clit.
I looked around the kitchen, blood everywhere, but i didnt have time to fink, i had to get da twins and get out of here- I past the mainroom where daniel was laying dere dead and limped up the stairs.
"You fort i was dead."
Daniel grabbed my neck and pulled me back down the stairs, we both tumbled down da flight of 20 steps, now i knew my leg was broken, the bottom part of it was just hangin.
Daniel stood over me, dere was glass popping out of his face and he was pantin, he had the gun pointed at my head.
"You fink i was gonna let you leave me- ive been following you since day u left me you fackin slag- i know all about u and dat footballer- how could u betray me like dat."
I couldnt even speak-i had given up i was sure i was going to die, as i looked in the gun which was pointin in my face all da memories of my life came flashin to my eyes, "please don't hurt the twins," i begged. "they aint' done nuthing wrong."
Den he smiled and said, "you just gave me an idea."
His finger was in da trigger as he said, "you're mine chelle- if i cant have you noone wi-"






"For the love of Yves Saint Lauren!".
The knife went rite through Daniel's head, he staggered around and fell backwards. I felt big hands around me, trying to help me and den i looked up at da face, "Antoine."

























11 Months Later.
"How the fuck can he tell you that he caught the Aids from me- when he knew he was fucking some bouncer he started fucking after you left him,," Antoine said as he sat opposite me in the crowded Soho restaurant,
"Let's not even talk about that it's all over- so hows your treatment going," I asked touching my leg, it was healing and i was on painkillers to heal the pain.
"Its going well- i still feel weak but the doctors say it's all part of hormonal change- my operations in two weeks- listen Chelle- I'm sorry about Daniel- if i knew you like i know you now I would have told you that he was gay- it just proves that the guys who are always hating on faggots are faggots themselves."
I touched Antoine's hand, "You don't need to apologise to me- I just hope your operation goes well ." He looked down at the table and I realized that he was scared, but he didnt have to be - he was so brave, he had saved my life, saved the twins life, Daniel had told him what he was planning to do to me and was stupid enough to give Antoine the adress of Sandra's house- Antoine had saved me by being at the house that night. Daniel had been a compulsive liar- what i didnt get was why he told me antoine had killed himself but that didnt matter- it was all over.
"So how are you and that Mark guy," he asked.
"We broke up- he was distracting me from work innit- I couldnt concentrate on A-Levels with a man around."
"True say- oh what time are you gonna pick up the twins from school."
"In about an hour- Sandra's having a suprise party for Gavin so I need to go pick up some party snacks from Waitrose before I get them and then I need to go pick up Michelle from her mums house- it's nice having a little sister."
"I'm so proud of you."
Just as we were speaking a girl walked up to us.
"Hi are you Rochelle?".
"Erm yeah."
"Oh sorry to interrupt but you gave a talk at my college a few weeks ago- i dont know if you remember."
"Of course I do."
"Yeah well it helped my friend alot listening to what you went through and how you had turned your life around- it was bare inspiring to find out that you work with the council to help girls in trouble get an education."
"I wish there was someone to tell me all those things when i was 16," I told her, "If i knew what I knew now things would have worked out differently."
She smiled and then she left.
As I left Antoine to catch the bus to the twin's school, I looked up at the sky and smiled.
I would never have children.
I might never get married and I might even never fall in love, but i knew myself and for the first time I learnt how to love myself.


A tear ran down my eye for the memory of my mum and for the memory of the time when I was the 6 year old girl sitting in front of the tv wishing i was the Pink Ranger wishing I could save the world.
But when the world that I once wished I could save spat at me and laughed at my past, It didn't matter because I had saved myself. And it was beautiful.

































Monique lit up her cigarette as she watched the two men approaching her, she smiled and gave them both hugs. "That sket isnt gonna know what hit her," the first man said.
"No she won't," Monique replied looking at the adress, "no she won't."