Time to move on...

~Chapter 4

  I saw mama drag in the house at around 3am in the morning. I was still up because I couldn't sleep without mama home. She's been doing this for the past three days and it has to stop. Mama never did this before. She was the type of woman that always wanted me to go to school and be somebody. She was always hard working and cooked and cleaned and was my best friend because I told her everything. She was always proud of me. Her beautiful dark eyes, brown sugar skin with long straight hair. I had cut on the light and mama jumped like she saw a ghost. She stared at me for a while and sat down next to me. She looked like she was on drugs. What was wrong with mama? She was shaking and starting looking around like she was paranoid. "THEY COMING FOR ME!! YOU HAVE TO PROTECT YOURSELF AND AMIRA!" she said screaming. "Who? Who's coming for you mama?" I asked her, feeling confused. She got up and walked to the side of the window and peeped out. She turned around and looked at me with her red eyes. "THEY'RE COMING!! RUN!! YOU GET AMIRA AND RUN!! NOW!" she said screaming on the top of her lungs. I grabbed mama and pulled her in the room. Amira started to cry. I didn't know what to do. I was going to go crazy but something stopped me. I'd packed some clothes, grabbed all the money that mama saved and grabbed mama and Amira. We went out the back door and ran. We ran through the dark and we found a motel. We shared a room and I had to calm mama down. She was rocking back and forth and started talking to herself. "They can't find us Cyan. They just can't!" I was afraid for mama. What did she mean? Was she on drugs? I talked to her and she actually explained to me what happened. "Sweetie, you know Richard? The man that been nice to us? Well, he's a drug dealer and he let me try some and I got hooked on it and now the man now wants his money!", she said, feeling embarrassed for telling me. I hugged her tightly and wanted to get her to a rehab but what if they find her there? I wanted to leave the projects but it's hard out here. Mama never tells me about grandma and why we can't stay with her. Mama never told me a lot of things. It was like she was keeping secrets from that I wanted to know. I didn't say anything else that night. I fell asleep and had a nightmare. It was horrible nightmare. It was Mr. Scott kissing on me and I couldn't do nothing 'cause he had my hands tied down to the bed.