A Broken Girl's Journey 4: Kylie's Song

by Niki Jilvontae

  “You bitches are evil cunts. I never did anything to deserve this. You hate me because of something my mama did or my grandma, not because I did something. Or is it because I look smarter and I look better than that fat, nasty, slob you call a daughter? I promise you bitches I will get you!” Kylie yelled as Derrik walked in the door from work with Alissa trailing behind him.

  Derrik smirked at Kylie as she continued to rant then he walked over to the bed, placing his finger over her lips, telling her to shut up.

  “Take that bitch to the basement Derrik. She’ll learn some manners down there,” Aunt Tricey said laughing.

  Derrik quickly picked Kylie up as if she weighed less than a pound and slung her over his shoulder. Kylie thought about punching him in the back as she stared at Alissa with hate in her eyes as she trailed behind them, pushing her wheelchair. She wanted to punch him so bad, but she knew it wouldn’t end well, so she just held her emotions inside as he opened the basement door and started walking down.

  “Leave the chair right there, I’ll get it,” Derrik said stopping and turning to look at Alissa who was standing at the top of the stairs.

  Kylie lifted her head and stared into the darkness below as Alissa began to laugh.

  “Ha, ha yo ass gonna be locked in the darkness with all them spiders and rats. That’s what you get bitch!” Alissa yelled as she closed the door and Derrik turned on the light before continuing down the stairs.

  Once Derrik got three steps from the bottom he grabbed Kylie’s ass in his hand and slapped it as he moaned. Kylie couldn’t feel anything, but just the thought of him touching her ass repulsed her.

  “Damn you thick for a cripple,” Derrik said laughing as Kylie punched him in the leg and he yelled out.

  Kylie’s punch took Derrik by surprise causing him to fling Kylie down the steps. Kylie felt the wind get knocked out of her as she hit the concrete basement floor. She held her breath as she watched Derrik come down the steps staring at her.

  “You a fiesty lil’ bitch, I like that,” Derrik said as he grabbed Kylie by her arms and drug her over to the dirty mattress hidden under the steps.

  Kylie panicked as Derrik pulled her shirt over her head and lay on top of her, kissing and licking her face and neck.

  “You mine now. You can’t run away and you can’t hide. I know you can’t feel when I touch you here, but you will,” Derrik said as he stuck his hand under Kylie’s skirt and right into her vagina.

  Kylie couldn’t feel anything as Derrik lay on top of her moaning. He used one of his hands to stick his fingers in and out of Kylie as he held her arms above her head with his other hand. Tears streamed down the sides of Kylie’s face as she closed her eyes tightly and prayed that she could someday see him die. A few minutes later Derrik kissed Kylie deeply in the mouth as she dry heaved, and then he got up to leave.

  “I don’t care who you tell about this because everyone in here already knows. I can do what I want to you when I want to. Remember that cripple. Next time Ima get inside that lil’ dead pussy and then Ima see what that pretty little mouth do. So, get some rest, you’re gonna need it,” Derrik said as he winked at Kylie and walked up the steps.

  Kylie laid there motionless, holding her breath until she heard Derrik get to the top of the steps.

  “Here yo wheelchair!” Derrik yelled down the stairs laughing as he let Kylie’s wheelchair roll down the steps, crashing into the floor.

  Derrik’s laughter rang in Kylie’s ears as he turned off the light, left out of the basement, and slammed the door. Kylie lay there in the darkness alone and wept as revenge played over and over in her mind. All that Derrik, Aunt Tricey, and Alicia had done helped to strengthen her desire to walk again. Suddenly, Kylie felt a sharp but faint pain in the bottom of her left foot. She almost screamed for joy when she strained to lift her head up and could see her toe move slightly in the light coming from the basement window. Kylie tried moving her legs for a while until she was too tired to keep her eyes open. She drifted off to sleep in the dark, dirty basement alone with a huge smile on her face knowing that soon her time would come.

  Chapter 11

  The next morning Kylie woke up to the sound of birds chirping and the smell of bacon cooking in the kitchen upstairs. She struggled to get herself in a sitting position and peered around the dirty, dark basement that was now her home. Kylie could still feel rage pulsating inside of her as she thought about the events that had led her to the basement and to that chair. She wondered would she ever see Kevin again or would she lose her first true love just as her mother had. Tears fell from Kylie’s eyes as she saw visions of Kevin’s face and heard his voice in her ears. She missed him just as much as she missed her parents, but she knew she had to be strong.

  Suddenly, Kylie heard the door to the basement fly open, followed by the light being snapped on, and the sound of two sets of feet as they came down the steps. She quickly wiped away the tears falling from her eyes and put a hateful look on her face, anticipating a second round of torture. However, she was surprised when Aunt Tricey told her good morning without cursing. She even called her by her name.

  “Good Morning Kylie. Now, I know yesterday was rough. Yo lil’ ass pushed me to my limit, but today is not going to be like that. You understand? I will let you come upstairs, I’ll bathe you, and you can eat, but I don’t want NO problems. You can heal and be cool under the air for the next couple of days while your wounds heal. Then after the visit from the social worker, we’ll see whether or not you come back down here,” Aunt Tricey said as she walked towards Kylie and Derrik picked up her wheelchair.

  Kylie smirked at Aunt Tricey as she realized that she was only being nice because of the visit from the social worker. She wanted to make sure that Kylie wouldn’t talk and she would get that next big check that was scheduled to come. Kylie thought about just cursing Aunt Tricey out at that moment, but something inside of her told her to hold on. She knew she needed to get upstairs so that she could go through with her plan of poisoning their asses.

  Kylie held in her hate and anger as she nodded her head at Aunt Tricey that she understood and let Derrik pick her up to carry her upstairs. Derrik kissed Kylie on her forehead as he carried her up the basement steps with Aunt Tricey trailing behind them dragging her chair. When they got into the kitchen, Kylie saw a full breakfast spread of bacon, sausages, eggs, fruit, grits, and orange juice displayed neatly on the table. The aroma from the food made Kylie’s stomach churn and she almost grabbed a piece of bacon off the table as they passed it.

  Kylie was starving after not eating since she left the hospital and Aunt Tricey knew it. That’s why she had cooked so much. She was laying it on thick, trying to get to Kylie to give in by using food. She needed Kylie to be the old, sweet, naive, submissive Kylie so that she could get the $10,000 stiffen scheduled to be released by the lawyer. Kylie smirked to herself because she hadn’t planned on the evil bitch living long enough to get it.

  Derrik took Kylie straight into the bathroom as Aunt Tricey set up her chair by the toilet and Derrik set her in it. He just stood there for a second, staring down at Kylie in lust before laughing and leaving the bathroom. When Derrik left Aunt Tricey wobbled over to Kylie and snatched the dirty, ripped blue shirt she was wearing off and pulled her skirt down her legs. Kylie sat there with her eyes closed as Aunt Tricey put different body washes and oils into the steaming hot bath water she had already ran. All that Kylie could think about at that moment, as she opened her eyes and watched Aunt Tricey bend over the tub, was pushing her head first into the water and breaking her fucking neck. Kylie laughed out loud at that thought as Aunt Tricey turned to glare at her with a confused look on her face. Kylie saw fear in Aunt Tricey’s eyes as she walked back over to her and prepared to put her in the tub.

  It took Aunt Tricey a few minutes to pick Kylie up out of her chair and lowered her into the tub, but when she did Kylie felt an instant sensation in the lower half of her body from the hot water. She could feel the water a
s it burned her skin and began to wake up the sleeping nerves, but she didn’t let Aunt Tricey know. Even though the water was so hot, she couldn’t even let her arms touch it. Kylie held her screams inside and sat motionless with her eyes closed as Aunt Tricey scrubbed her body mercilessly with a stiff brush.

  When the bath was over, Aunt Tricey dried Kylie off, dressed her in a yellow sundress, and put her back into her chair. Kylie felt tears burning behind her eyes as she got a glimpse of herself in the hall mirror as Aunt Tricey wheeled her to the kitchen. She was wearing one of the only items she had brought from home, the dress her daddy had bought her on one of their many shopping trips. Kylie missed him so much and suddenly all she could think about was her father’s handsome face.

  Kylie sat at the table dazed, lost in her memories, as Aunt Tricey fixed her a plate and sat it in front of her.

  “Eat the damn food Kylie then I’ll put you in the bed, and give you a pill so you can rest,” Aunt Tricey said before leaving the kitchen.

  Kylie sat there staring at the food in front of her as she wondered should she eat it or had Aunt Tricey attempted to poison her. She smelled the fluffy eggs on her plate just as Alicia, Alissa, and Derrik walked into the kitchen.

  “Good morning crippled Lou,” Alissa said laughing as she loaded a plate with food.

  Kylie glared at her with hate as she watched Alissa and her mother fill their plates with enough food to feed a football team. Derrik came around the table to put some grits on his plate and deeply inhaled Kylie’s scent as he bent down next to her.

  “Umm, you smelling good for me, huh?” Derrik whispered in Kylie’s ear before laughing and turning to walk out of the kitchen.

  “Well I’m out this bitch, off to work. See ya later baby,” he said to Alicia before kissing her while staring directly at Kylie.

  Kylie felt sick to her stomach as Alicia locked in a tongue kiss with Derrik and they rubbed and touched on each other. They were so fucking disgusting to Kylie and she couldn’t wait to fuck them up.

  “Okay baby, see you later tonight. I’m taking Alissa to Jackson for the weekend to see her dad, then I’m going to work. I probably won’t be home until late, but when I do get here we need to have Mr. Nasty Time,” Alicia said grabbing Derrik’s crotch as they locked in another kiss.

  Kylie felt her heart drop when she heard Alicia say she was taking Alissa away. Kylie wanted to get her too when she poisoned the dinner with the rat poison she knew Aunt Tricey kept under the sink. She angrily stuffed bacon into her mouth, glaring at Alissa’s lucky fat ass as she gobbled the food on her plate.

  “Okay bae, bye y’all,” Derrik yelled as he left the kitchen and Alissa and Alicia turned their attention to Kylie.

  Kylie just stared at them as they stood by the sink and whispered while laughing at her.

  “What the fuck y’all laughing at?” Kylie asked as she continued to eat and glare at the two pigs in front of her.

  Kylie was trying to be cool, but she just couldn’t hide her resentment for the fat sloppy bitches in standing in front of her.

  “We was laughing at yo crippled, bald-headed ass,” Alissa said as she flicked a spoonful of grits into Kylie’s face.

  Kylie glared hatefully at Alissa and Alicia as they continued to laugh while finishing their plates. Kylie rolled her eyes at them and wiped the grits off of her face as they left the kitchen and she finished her breakfast. Kylie was consumed with her thoughts of revenge as she rolled herself over to the sink and looked for the can of rat poison Aunt Tricey kept underneath it. She ran her hand over the label that said Toxic as she imagined everyone gobbling their poison laced food later that night. Just then Aunt Tricey appeared in the doorway, startling Kylie. She quickly closed the cabinet and looked at Aunt Tricey with a sneaky smile.

  “What the fuck are you doing? Come on so you can lay yo ass down and stay out of my shit,” Aunt Tricey yelled as she walked over and grabbed the handles of Kylie’s chair, pushing her into the living room.

  Once Aunt Tricey had Kylie in the bed, she went over to the table and retrieved another small, white pill and ordered Kylie to put it in her mouth. Only this time Kylie pretended to swallow it. She tucked the pill under her tongue and opened her mouth for Aunt Tricey to inspect. Satisfied that Kylie had swallowed it and would soon be sleep, Aunt Tricey wobbled back over to her chair and turned on the T.V. Kylie quickly took the pill out of her mouth and tucked it under her pillow before turning to look at Aunt Tricey.

  Aunt Tricey had a sad, pained expression on her face as she looked at the happy, kissing couple on the T.V. screen. Kylie suddenly felt a deep desire to find out why Aunt Tricey was so evil and hated her so much. She was tired of simply accepting the hate and not even knowing what was the cause. Kylie cleared her throat and pulled herself up in the bed before asking Aunt Tricey.

  “Aunt Tricey, why do you hate me so much? You treat me like an animal and I don’t even know why. You said it’s because I deserve it, but why do I deserve to be beaten and talked down to and no one else does?” Kylie asked as she stared at Aunt Tricey from the corner of her eye.

  Suddenly, Kylie saw a faraway look in Aunt Tricey’s eyes. For a second Kylie saw a sad, vulnerable, hurt old lady with a grudge so deep she didn’t know how to let it go. Aunt Tricey quickly noticed how Kylie was looking at her and turned her expression hard and cold before responding.

  “I got my reasons to hate you lil’ wanch. I got good reason to hate all you muthafuckas!” Aunt Tricey yelled before rolling her eyes at Kylie.

  Although something inside of Kylie was telling her to leave the situation alone and not press Aunt Tricey for answers, she just couldn’t let it go. She had to know where the hate had come from before she ended it all.

  “What are your reasons, Aunt Tricey? What the fuck did I do?” Kylie yelled as she stared at Aunt Tricey with tears building up in her eyes.

  Kylie fought back her tears as she continued to look at Aunt Tricey with defiance. Suddenly, Aunt Tricey jumped up from her chair and walked over to Kylie’s bed, leaning down into her face.

  “You want to know why? I hate you because you aren’t supposed to be here. I hate you because every time I see you it reminds me of all things your grandmother stole from me. You really want to know all of the things your mother and grandmother never wanted you to find out. The reason why I hate you all?” Aunt Tricey asked through clenched teeth as Kylie continued to stare as her.

  Kylie nodded her head yes as she continued to look into Aunt Tricey’s hateful eyes.

  “Well wanch, I hate you because your grandmother was a whore. In school that bitch fucked any and everything with a dick and a pulse. She thought she was so damn cute because she was a size four and all the boys flocked to her. They just knew she was a slut and would fuck them at random. I, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. I had a boyfriend who I loved and who I thought loved me back until I caught him with your grandmother. She took Marvin from ME…married him and had those little bastards, including yo mammy, so I thought. But guess what? Taking Marvin from me wasn’t enough for the bitch. I found out when your mother was one that the bitch had also fucked Jacob, knowing that he was my boyfriend. Jacob was Marvin’s best friend, the father of MY daughter Alicia, and your mama fucked him for crack and got pregnant with yo mama,” Aunt Tricey yelled into Kylie’s face as she stood there trembling with rage.

  Kylie felt her head began to spin as her mind tried to process all the information Aunt Tricey had just yelled at her. She knew about grandpa Marvin not being her mama’s real daddy, and she knew that Papa Jacob was. However, Kylie never knew that Aunt Tricey had dated Marvin first or that she had Alicia by Jacob. That meant her mother and Alicia were both cousins and half-sisters. Kylie felt dizzy as her thoughts ran wild and Aunt Tricey continued to stare at her with hate.

  “Now you see lil’ bitch I hate you because I hate them. You are the spawn of whores and you deserve to be treated as such!” Aunt Tricey yelled in Kylie’s face as she poked
her in the shoulder with her shaky, fat forefinger.

  For a moment Kylie actually felt sorry for Aunt Tricey because she couldn’t imagine how having two men you loved ripped away from you by your own sister would feel. However, after remembering all the stories her mother told her about how Aunt Tricey was evil to her grandmother Felicia even as a child, she dismissed her compassion and let a cruel smile spread across her face. Before Kylie knew it, she lashed out at Aunt Tricey, cutting her deep with her words.

  “You fat, pitiful, vindictive bitch. You treat me like shit because yo fat ass couldn’t keep a man. It’s not my fault you’re fat, sloppy, and smelly and my grandmother wasn’t. I’m glad she took them and hurt you like she did. You deserved everything you got evil bitch!! Is that why you lied like Kevin kidnapped me? You don’t want anyone to be loved because no one will ever love you!” Kylie yelled at Aunt Tricey still staring into her eyes.

  Kylie saw a deep rage and sorrow as she stared at Aunt Tricey then suddenly she felt the impact from the punch Aunt Tricey delivered to her face. Tricey hit and punched Kylie while screaming how much she hated her before suddenly stopping and grabbing her purse and keys off the table.