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  “Don’t hurt my mommy!” Michael

  yelled back.

  Black Ice raised his hand and pulled it back and came down smacking Michael in the face. “Ahh,” he cried as Michael hit the floor.

  “Now, take your ass back into your bedroom!”

  Michael got off the floor and wiped his tears with his little hands and stared into his father’s eyes with an evil glare. Black Ice looked in his son’s eyes and saw the evil inside them. He matched his stare.

  “Whenever you feel you’re old enough and ready to take me, make your move punk!

  I’ll be waiting.” Black Ice warned Michael.

  “Now, get your little ass out of here”.

  Michael didn’t move he just stood there staring into his father’s eyes with an even more evil stare that overcame his face also. Rachel saw Black Ice raise his arm again knowing that he was going to strike Michael if she didn’t do anything.

  “I’m okay baby,” Rachel hollered at Michael from the bed to prevent Black Ice from hitting her son. “Mommy is okay.

  Michael, please go back into your bedroom sweetie like you were told to do.”

  Michael looked at his mother’s eyes to see if what she was telling him was the truth about her being okay. Once he saw what he needed to see, he turned toward his father and stared at him one last time before he walked out of the bedroom to go back to his own. Black Ice walked his naked body over to the dresser and picked up his glass pipe and stuffed it full of crack again. He held the lighter up to the pipe and inhaled and held it in and then exhaled. He wanted to take another hit, but the glass pipe got so hot it started to burn his hand when he was trying to light it. He put it down on the dresser. “Rachel, that little nigga is getting to grown. He’s going to make me seriously hurt his little ass one day.”

  “He is your son Black Ice. Don’t talk like that. He’s just trying to protect me.

  Isn’t that what you would want him to do if someone was hurting me?” Rachel asked.

  “Yea, but not protect you from me.

  You should have seen how that little fucker was looking at me. I’m the man in this house and I’ll beat him and you when I see it necessary to do so.”

  Rachel hated when Black Ice started talking like that. He wasn’t always like this that’s what she fell in love with. She just wanted that man back and not this man that he is when he smokes that stuff. She could remember when they first met.

  She lived on Saratoga Avenue in Brownsville on a side block in a house with her grandmother. Rachel never knew who her father was and her mother was always getting high on dope herself. She dropped Rachel off at her grandmother’s house when she was five. Her grandmother was a fat, light skin woman. They called her, Momma.

  She had six kids of her own and they all grew up to run the streets. They came back too, but only to drop their own kids off to Momma and left it up to her to raise them.

  Momma’s house was full with Rachel and her ten cousins. There were four girls and six boys all of different ages. Momma’s youngest son, Brian, was still living in the house too. The house was filthy dirty. It was never picked up with dirty clothes scattered all over, garbage bags full of trash and kept just anywhere in the house making the house smell like a dump. It also smelled of urine and feces. There wasn’t plumbing in the house. Everyone that had to use the restroom, had to use a bucket and when finished to throw the waste out in the back yard. But, a lot of the times, the buckets just stood where it was last used. Because of the waste smell in the house, it brought flies around the place.

  Rachel had to share clothes with the other girl cousins, even underwear. The clothes were hardly ever laundered and freshly cleaned. There was never enough food in the house to feed everyone. Momma was taking the food stamps that she was receiving from welfare for all the kids and selling them for cash. She would leave and got to Atlantic City leaving the kids with her son Brian to watch while she stayed away for days. By the time she came home, she was broke. Rachel learned to take care of herself. She cleaned the house the best that she could and washed the little clothes that they had in the bathtub.

  When Rachel turned fifteen, she was coming home from school. She was walking down the street daydreaming about getting out of Momma’s house. Not paying any attention to her surroundings, she bumped into Black Ice. “Oh, I’m sorry.”

  Rachel said as she looked up into the dark black skin, handsome face.

  “There’s nothing to be sorry about.

  You just bumped into me.” He said back to Rachel with a big smile on his face. Rachel thought he had the most beautiful smell in the world and he was well dressed.

  Everything on him looked brand new.

  “Where are you going?” Black Ice asked.

  “I’m going home.” She answered.

  “Can I walk with you?”

  “If you want to” Rachel replied with a smile, not use to the attention from such an attractive man. Rachel was a beautiful young woman with honey brown skin and an hour glass body shape. All the guys her age and older looked past her because she didn’t dress like the other girls. It’s not that she didn’t want to. It was because she could not afford it.

  “So, what’s your name?” Black Ice asked her.

  “It’s Rachel, and yours?”

  “Black Ice” Rachel looked up at him like he was crazy.

  “I know your mother did not name you Black Ice. So, what’s your real name?”

  “It’s Michael Ice.”

  “I like that name, Michael.”

  “So Rachel how old are you?”

  “I’m fifteen and you?”

  “Twenty-one, do you have a

  boyfriend?”

  “No, why do you want to be my

  boyfriend?”

  “No.” Black Ice said. Rachel looked at him with shock. “But, I do want to be your man.” He pulled her to him and kissed her on the lips.

  After that day, they were inseparable.

  Rachel fell head over heels in love with Black Ice. He bought her brand new clothes, but made her keep them at his apartment. He gave her money and anything that she needed or wanted. Black Ice thought this was his opportunity to mold Rachel into the perfect woman for himself.

  With Rachel being so young and innocent, he would be her first at everything.

  A month after they had been together, Rachel was in Black Ice’s apartment counting his drug money for him and putting it neatly into stacks for him. Black Ice grabbed her hands and led her into the bedroom. They kissed long and

  passionately. He took off her shirt and took off her bra to let her young firm breasts free.

  He slowly started sucking her nipples and licked around them. His had moved down to take off her jeans. Rachel got scared.

  They had fooled around before, but they never went all the way. She was still a virgin. “Black Ice, stop please.” She said.

  “Listen, Rachel, don’t I take care of you? Now, if you want to continue to be my girl. You have to grow up and go through with this.”

  “But, I’m scared”.

  “There’s nothing to be scared of I’ll go slow” Black Ice again began to kiss her again and slowly pulled her jeans off her.

  He grabbed her ass and squeezed. He laid her down on the bed. As he removed his clothing until he was standing there naked, Rachel watched her man trusting every move he was going to make. He looked down at Rachel with his dick in his hand knowing that he was going to be taking Rachel’s virginity. Her first like he wanted.

  He climbed on the bed and on top of Rachel. He sucked her tits one by one and slid her panties off of her as he kissed and licked her thighs. He spread her legs as Rachel nervously opened up for him. He rubbed his dick on her pussy and gently tried to push his dick insider her. “Aaawww, it’s too big. It won’t fit.” Rachel gasped.

  “Hold on, baby” Black Ice got off the bed and went into the bathroom and returned with a bottle of baby oil. He poured a handful of the oil into his hand and rub
bed it on to his dick making it nice and oily. He rubbed some on Rachel’s pussy with his fingers. He climbed back into the bed and got on top of Rachel.

  Rachel spread her legs again thinking he wasn’t going to be able to get inside her.

  He was just too big for her virgin pussy.

  Black Ice leaned down and kissed her on the mouth and with one push slide into her. “Oh my God!” Rachel screamed.

  “Relax and let me do me, ok,” Black Ice said feeling Rachel’s virgin pussy tight around his dick. She shook her head up and down nodding yes. Black Ice began to hump and grind in and out of her tight pussy.

  Rachel wrapped her arms around his back because it hurt with every stroke he made doing the best she could to take her mind off the pain. Black Ice kept humping and pumping away turning each stroke of pain into pleasure. She scratched into Black Ice’s back while starting to enjoy the sweet sensation she was feeling inside of her. The penetration went deeper and deeper and then harder and harder. “Oh my god, oh my god”

  she yells as her body quivered

  uncontrollably as she came feeling like she was coming out of her body. Black Ice humped her as hard as he could and came inside of Rachel and collapsed on top of her.

  “Damn, that pussy is good girl.”

  Black Ice pulled out to see that his dick was covered with blood and cum.

  “Oh my god, is that supposed to be there? Am I supposed to bleed like that?”

  Rachel asked.

  “Yes, baby, it’s okay. It’s supposed to be there when it’s your first time.”

  “It hurt at first, but started to feel good.” Rachel told him.

  They changed the sheets on the bed and jumped into the shower together.

  After that day, Rachel was hooked to Black Ice. She would sneak out of momma’s house at all times of the night, just to get some of Black Ice’s sweet loving.

  One morning, Rachel started throwing up. Every time she tried to eat something, she couldn’t keep anything down. Rachel was so scared. She didn’t know what to do or what was wrong with her. She walked to the hospital to get checked out. They took a urine sample and a blood test. She waited in the waiting room for the results.

  “Miss Rachel.” A doctor called her name out.

  “Yes, that’s me.” Rachel said as she stood up and walked towards him. She followed him through the door and into a patient room. “Please, have a seat young lady.” He said.

  Rachel sat down in the chair. “Am I going to die?” she asked the doctor. She was scared she might have AIDS or an STD

  like she had heard people talk about. She and Black Ice were having unprotected sex for a while now.

  “No Miss Rachel. You’re not going to die, but you are going to be a mother.

  “What?” Rachel exclaimed in a high pitched voice.

  “You are six weeks pregnant. Now, I can’t tell you what to do as far as to keep the baby or not, but I can provide you with information at make sure you have a healthy baby.”

  The doctor gave Rachel the pamphlets and information. She got up and left the hospital. She started crying thinking she was only fifteen years old. How could she be a good mother? What was Black Ice going to say? What if he doesn’t want the baby or her, then what? Rachel sat on the front porch stairs of momma’s house and cried hysterically. She was supposed to meet Black Ice at this place, but didn’t go.

  When Rachel wasn’t showing up at Black Ice’s apartment, he got up and went out to look for Rachel. He knew it wasn’t like her to not come when he told her to. He found Rachel sitting on the front porch stair’s crying. “What’s wrong, boo? Why didn’t you come to my place when I asked you to do so? He asked Rachel.

  Rachel didn’t say anything. She just sat there and cried even harder. “Listen, talk to me. If there’s a problem, we can fix it.”

  Black Ice had started falling in love with Rachel. She would be the perfect wife for him in his eyes, because he had the chance to raise her and she did whatever he asked her to do.

  “I didn’t come to your place; because I was afraid you would hate me or leave me.” Rachel said in tears.

  “Rachel, I will never leave you and you will never leave me.”

  “Michael!” Rachel said aloud. Black Ice knew it was serious because Rachel never called him by his real name. He warned her never to do so. The streets know him as Black Ice and he couldn’t afford for anyone on the streets to know his real name, just in case they wanted to start talking to the police about the things he did and things people thought he did, but nobody had any proof to prove it.

  “Michael, I’m pregnant.” Rachel finally let out.

  A smile spread across his face. “I’m going to be a daddy?” Black Ice asked.

  Rachel nodded. He knew now he would have Rachel for life. Rachel was surprised at how well Black Ice took the news. He took her shopping and bought baby clothes, baby furniture, anything that they needed for their baby to come. He fixed up one of the bedrooms into a nursery with baby things and a crib. He fed Rachel with her favorite foods, rubbed her belly and oiled it down for her. Rachel was falling deeply in love with him. Rachel felt like the luckiest woman alive. She still lived at momma’s house, but once her grandmother found out that she was pregnant she’d kick her out, like she did with her own kids. Rachel knew she’d go and live with Black Ice and that would make her really happy. He already wanted her to stay with him, but she wanted to leave things with momma on a good note.

  Rachel was sleeping in a nightgown and rubbed her belly in the room that she had to share with one of her girl cousins that was thirteen. Momma’s youngest son, Brian was twenty-one years old; he was sitting on the floor naked in the closet waiting for the girls to go to sleep. Once he was sure they were asleep, he would creep out and slowly get on top of Rachel. Rachel felt a hand on her mouth and the weight of a man on top of her. When she opened her eyes, she was shocked to see her uncle naked on top of her with a knife to her neck. “What are you doing?” Rachel asked. He threw his hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. “Shut the fuck up! If you say another fucking word, I swear I’ll cut you!” Briand said as he looked her in her eyes. With Brian’s free hand, he lifted up her nightgown and ripped her panties off of her. He stuck his two fingers inside of her. Tears started to roll down Rachel’s face. She couldn’t believe what was happening to her. Out of all the people in the world, she was being raped by her own uncle. “Stop!” Rachel screamed.

  Brian forced his hand down on her mouth as hard as he could and cut her on the side of the neck. “Didn’t I tell you to shut the fuck up, bitch?” Rachel screamed in pain from the cut on her neck, but the hand that covered her mouth let no sound escape for anyone to hear. Brian shoved his dick inside of Rachel.

  “You bitch!” he said as he started to fuck her. “Give me this pussy. I hear you out there fucking. It’s about time I get a piece of this ass!”

  All Rachel could do was just lie there and cry as her uncle’s dick went in and out of her. She wanted to scream for help, but was too scared that he would kill her. She felt the sharp knife up against her neck. She felt the blood running down her neck from where he cut her.

  “Yes, yes, bitch. You’re lucky I have been fucking your other cousin. I have been waiting to get your ass, but you’re always sneaking out to that nigga's crib.” He said as he was squeezing Rachel’s sore breasts.

  He pulled up her nightgown even higher and sucked on her nipples. “Mmm, yes, yes”

  Brian was feeling the nut building up. So he pounded and pounded away holding on to Rachel’s mouth. Rachel turned her head.

  She didn’t want to look him in his eyes or see his face. The tears kept coming down from her eyes. She glanced at her little cousin in the other bed, who was fast asleep not hearing a sound that was happening in the same room.

  Her cousin, Janet, wasn’t sleeping.

  She was lying down on the pillow, but with her eyes wide open crying. She watched her uncle hump her cousin Rachel as he was moaning
on top of her.

  When Brian came, he climbed off Rachel. “If you open your mouth about this, bitch, I will do more than just cut you. I’ll put this knife up your pussy.” Brian said and meant every word. He walked his naked body out of the bedroom. Rachel started to cry uncontrollably. She couldn’t understand why this was happening to her.

  Her younger cousin got out of her bed and came over to hug Rachel. “Rachel, don’t cry. He’s a monster. De does this to all of us.”

  “What?” Rachel asked. “Did he rape you too?

  “Yes,” Janet answered with tears coming down her face. “He does much worse things to me. He’s done this to every girl in this house, our ten year old cousin and even the eight year old. I tried to tell Momma, but she won’t believe me. He found out I told Momma and came in here on one of those nights you sneaked out to see Black Ice and he put his penis in my butt and took that knife he always carries, and put it inside of me” Janet said while crying.

  “What do you mean he put it inside of you?” Rachel asked.

  “He will do what he told you he’d do, if you tell anyone. He rammed it into my pussy cutting me up. I bled for two weeks.

  Momma thought I was out there messing around with some boy and said it was my own fault.”

  Rachel stopped crying and sat up on her bed and held her cousin. Rachel’s pain felt little compared to what her little cousin had been through. Both girls cried the night away in each other’s arms.

  It was five o’clock in the morning; Rachel was still up holding her cousin in her arms who was fast asleep. Rachel carefully moved her arms and laid her cousin down on the pillow. Rachel got up and got dressed and walked out of the house. She headed over to Black Ice’s apartment.

  She knocked on the door. Black Ice heard the knocking at this door and wondered who the hell would be knocking at his door so early. He grabbed his 44

  calico-revolver from the nightstand drawer and went to open the door to see Rachel.

  Rachel looked at Black Ice with nothing on, but his boxer’s and a gun in his hand.