Chapter 19 A Stolen First

• Julien
• Age 15
• Marina couldn't walk or sit without hissing or grimacing in pain for a week and a half after the incident with Giovanni in the yard. I watched as she perched gingerly on chairs and walked uncomfortably with frustration. Every whimper or cry only served to anger me further. I begged her to show me the damage, but she would just shake her head and refuse. I knew they needed to be looked after. I also knew that her piece of shit father and evil mother wouldn't do it so I implored her to let my mother take a look. She reluctantly agreed. The first day, my mother took her into her bedroom and laid her down on the mattress to take a look. My mother said that it looks like she was hit with some kind of cane. There were bloody welts and gashes all the way from her shoulders to the tops of her thighs.