Rochelle sket chapter 23 pt 2/Nomi

When he grabbed my neck, I tried to fight him off but he jumped into the lift, rochelle put michelle on the floor of the lift and me and her were fighting him, rochelle headbutted him and i kicked him whilst pressing bare buttons on the lift, he fell back into the fire and we watched as his dutty perverted body caught the flames as the lift door closed.
i turned to rochelle and huggedher crying as the lift went up.
"what are we gonna do?", i asked.
"the fire cant have reached the top floor yet- when we get up there- call the ambulance."
"but you- what if they see you," i said.
"dont matter anymore- the longer we wait- the more chance michelle dies- i fink she inhaled the smoke."
Then the made a weird nose and stopped.
rochelle gave me an "oh shit" look, it had jammed.
"did u press bare buttons," she asked.
i lied and shook my head. "we're locked in," she said.
I was about to press another button and she said "stop."
so i did.
she fell to the ground and held michelle to her breasts.

I looked at her, suddenly my phone rang, my ringtone was Dotstar Dirty bass
it was witheld number, "you had a phone all dis time."
i answered the phone, then the person put the fone down. "this phone wasnt workin before- he smashed it when he took me from shirleys house."


i sat on the ground next to her.
"what did he to do her," i asked.
I looked at her and started cryin, "he and his man ran up in her yard and beat her up- they erm- when they pulled me out of the house- i saw her body on the floor- and he was kickin her then they threw me in the boot."
I nodded and wiped a tear from my eye.
"rochelle- can i ask you a question?", i said. she looked at me, "why did u come back?".


she looked at me and said, "i wanted to make gavin give sandra a divorce- when O'mara got put inside for workin with that faisal guy after darren and his man killed bare of them arab man- the MET sent me James to replace O'mara and i begged him to let me come back just for a bit to see gavin- to make him give sandra a divorce so she could get some dough off him- it was the least she deserved after all he did to her- fucking that asian chick- killing that asian chi-"
then she looked at me, "what did he mean when he said you killed tripti," she asked.

i said nuthin for abit and said, "he was chattin shit- uno hes mad." she nodded, then i looked at michelle, "will she okay?", i said.
"i fink she's just knocked out,"she said, "all i wanted is to show her that what happened to her didnt have to define her future."
she looked at me, "that bastard hurt her in the same way he hurt me- and because of the tings he did and that my mum and nan let him do i did fings that has led to all this shit- and i couldnt let michelle do the same- i wanted to be her role model- i wanted her to see me going to college- get my alevels- going to uni- falling in love- having fun and know that i was like her once and that she could be like me if she jus believed, but they wouldnt let that happen- them hoodrats wouldnt let that happen."

then she held michelle closer to her chest, "this city is fucked up- these kids dont see anyfin wrong wiv killin themselves- they dont know how sick what theyre doing is- they dont see that they aint gonna be young forever- that one day theyre goin to look on the tv and see that girl that they called a hoe become the CEO of some big company or see the guy that they called gay achieve more than they could imagine- and all i wanted was to show michelle how big this world was- how she could escape this sick part of the world with education."

tears ran down her eyes as she held michelle tighter, "you know- when i was in dat mindset- i banged up a girl for looking at me funny in west once- just for lookin at me and i fort i was so hard- i was a fuckin animal- what kind of person has it in dem to act so violentely all of a sudden- not a person at all- an animal does dat- animals walk on road wiv knives- real men- realest guys walk on road wiv fists and handle wiv that- thats how real guys sort shit out- wiv their own stregnth- these people on road fink theyll be young forever- they leave school- stay on road and fink life is sick not realizing dat all the people that actually made the effort are comfortable- dey got dere grades- got their jobs and their cool- but there aint no guarantees on the road- u fink shottin is safe- the second the feds get you all your shit is theirs but if you put a bit of effort in- pay a little more attention lesson you can escape it all- work hard to achieve REAL stuff- move your fam out of the ends- live nice- thats all i wanted, thats all i wanted to show michelle."

I looked at her and said, "we look alike."
she nodded, "we have the same eyes- and nose."
she smiled at me, "what was dad like."
it was weird hearing her calling my dad her dad- but it was true- it was.
"he was a good man- every morning before nursery he would tell me the story about the hungry caterpillar and then feed me bare food- he and ma mum mustve wanted me to be fat- eggs, bacon, sausages, toast wiv bare butter."

"some any high calorie breakfast," she smiled.
"alie."
"do you think he would haveliked me," she asked.
i nodded, "you're such a beautiful person rochelle- dad liked beautiful people."
"how old were they when they died."
"5," i said, " i was wiv grandad rupert- when the police called and said theyre car had crashed on the motorway- it was the day before christmas eve- dey were erm goin to get me sumthin from toys r us." then i sobbed and put my head on her chest,"and when i heard they were dead- i felt a part of me die- like i wasnt anybody's anymore- dat i didnt belong to anybody anymore- and ive never stopped being that lonely rochelle- ive never stopped crying- i cry myself to sleep every night hoping that if i cry hard enough God will give me answer to why he took them away- but nothin yet- no answer yet."

She kissed the top of my head as the lift moved a bit. "we're jammed in here," i said, "what are we gonna do."
"try nd use ur phone," she said.
i took out the fone and tried to dial 999 but it dint work.
"i wonder who tried to call u," she said. i looked at her, "it was witheld number-" i said.
"are we gonna die," i asked her.
she looked at me and sed, "we have to pray that the lif cord dont snap."
i sobbed.
she whispered,"we'll be ok- nomi- did you fuck jermaine?"
i looked at her and said, "no- i never." i didnt like lyin2 her but i didnt want her to know i had anyfin to do wiv him gettin killed.
then she said, "you know what ssk did to me innit,"
i nodded, "theyre sick."i said.
"nomi- i dont think im alright in the head- i feel sick all of a sudden."
"what do you mean?".
"i feel sick because i just realized that you are the one who told shirley i was alive- you confirmed it for hers o that he would know to try and find me- i know you enjoyed fucking him- because of you we're here- and so i'm gonna fuck you up."

I gave her one look.