3/24/2019
When you come into this world you don’t know hate. Hate is something you learn. I don’t fight with hate or fear. Hate and fear are your enemies. You do things you wouldn’t normally do when you do them with hate and especially with fear. And that might get you killed. I don’t hate the people I fight. Most of them are victims of their environment. Growing up in a place full of hate.
I turned over in bed and the pain was so bad. I open my eyes and looked at the clock. It was about 10:30. The pain meds must have worn off several hours ago. I struggled to put on my long skirt and high neck blouse. I put makeup on my chin and black eye. I went to Albertsons and bought frozen peas and the largest bottle of Southern Comfort I could find. I went home open the Southern Comfort and started sipping. I put the peas on my eye. As I was sipping I thought I should have bought more bags of peas because my stomach and side hurt so much. After a while, I thought what is Mark is up to.
I jumped to the kitchen of the house. I only saw two people. A man and a woman at a picnic table outside. By now my sips was pretty big. I went out and sat down. I said, “Has anyone seen Mark?” The man said, ” Marks dad died and I think he went to Santa Monica for the funeral.” I replied, “Oh wow. Poor Mark. I am sorry to hear that.” I took several large gulps. I wasn’t feeling any pain now and didn’t want it to come back. I asked, “Have you seen Marguerite?” The guy said, “I think she is in her room.” I got up with the bottle in my hand sipping again and went in the sliding kitchen door. I headed down the hall and a few steps down the hall I fell down. I sat with my back again the wall. Marguerite had heard a thump and came to see what was going on. She looked down at me and said, “What are you doing?” I replied, “I was coming to see you and fell down.? Could you get me a kitchen chair?” She brought a kitchen chair. Put her hands under my arms, pulling me up into the chair. She tried to take the Southern out of my hand. I said, “No no no, that’s mine.” She pulled out her cell phone and called Mark. She said, “Angel showed up.” Marked said
Mark came and picked me up. Took me in the bedroom and put me on the bed. Taking the bottle away from me and putting it on the dresser said, “What is wrong with you?”
I said,”I dont feel well.”
He took off my boots which were not tied and put my feet with socks on in bed. He sternly said, “I have a lot of problems right now and you need to behave. I want you to go to sleep and if you need something to eat ask Marguerite.” I shut my eyes. I heard Mark say to Marguerite, “Don’t let anyone in this room. Not Jeff, Margret, Scott or anybody. I mean nobody. I don’t know where she’s been or who she’s been with. If you let someone in, I will come back kill all of you. And call me if she decides to go somewhere. Remind her I said to stay in bed.” Mark was already upset about his dad and I had been missing for a week or more. He went back to his brothers house which is a couple of doors down.
I woke up four or five hours later. I was in pain again. I got up in a daze. Walking in circles. I thought he put the bottle on the dresser but it wasn’t there. I went to the bathroom and when I sat on the toilet I let out a scream in pain. Margret was in the kitchen with Lisa and she heard me. She asked Lisa what I was screaming about but Lisa
Jeff answer the phone. Margret said, “You need to come right over. Angel is here and there is something wrong with her.” Jeff said,” Where has she been?” Margret said, “I don’t know but she is in her room screaming.” Jeff said,” Screaming what.” Margret came back, “I don’t know, you are going to have to see this for your self,” Jeff let out a sigh and said
Jeff came over and Margret let him in. Lisa saw him and said, “You are not supposed to be here.” Jeff responded, “Margret said there was something wrong with Angel and so I just wanted to check on her. I am not going to do anything but just check on her.” He came into my room and saw me on the toilet. Jeff spoke up, “Are you coming out soon?” I replied, ” I can’t get up.” Jeff came back, “Are you sick?” I said, “It hurts too much to move. Can you help me back into bed?” He came in and helped me stand up. I managed with moans and groans to get my panties up. When he picked me up I wretched and screamed in pain. He sat me on the bed. He felt my head. He said, “You are really hot.” He took my socks off. I had some bruises on my feet. He took my skirt off and I had bruises all over my legs. He took my shirt off and I had bruises on my stomach, chest, arms, and back that went with my bruise on my chin and black eye. He looked at me shocked. “Lisa he screamed, ” get in here.” Lisa came runing in saying “What is it?” Her eyes widened in shock and she said
Jeff said, “Call the doctor. He needs to come over, put her in the hospital or at least get her some meds. Shes covered from head to foot with bruises. And she also has a temperature.” Lisa hurried back to the kitchen and called the doctor. I had shut my eyes and fallen asleep. Jeff covered me up with the sheet and went into the kitchen. When Lisa finished on the phone she turned to Jeff and said,” The doctor is calling in meds. to Walgreens.” Jeff said,” I will go get them.” And left.
He returned half an hour later. Came in the bedroom with the meds and a glass of water. He put the meds on the bedside table. Sat me up and sat down leaning me into left arm. Lisa blacked out the camera worrying Mark might be watching. Jeff said to me, “I have some pills and I want you to take them.” He opened the bottles. Read them and started giving me them one at a time with water. It was really hard to swallow because my stomach hurt so much but I finally managed to get them down. Jeff said, “Maybe I should take you to the emergency room something might be broken.” I mustered up the strength and said, “I don’t think anything is broke. I am pretty sure nothing is broken and if I go to the hospital they might think you did this. Jeff said, “If you don’t get better I am taking you to the hospital. I don’t care what they think.” I thought for a minute there he was going to cry. He softly kissed me on the lips. Jeff said, “Did that hurt?” I kind of shook my head and said, “No.” My head was against his arm and I didn’t have the strength to move. He took one finger stretched out and slid it down into my panties and carefully rubbed me down there two or three times. Then said, “Does that hurt?” I smiled and said, “No not at all.” Jeff smiled back saying, “I think you might live. I want you to get some sleep and I am going to make sure you get your pills. Can you go back to sleep?” I said in almost a swiper, “OK.” He put me on my pillow and covered me with the sheet. Took the pills and left the room.
As he came into the kitchen Lisa’s phone rang. It was Mark he wanted to know why the camera was blacked out. He was screaming at her and she was trying to explain that Jeff had come to check on me because I was all covered with bruises. He was scream I am going to kill him if he touched her. Lisa turned the camera back on so he could check on me. She told him that Jeff had gone and got meds from the doctor for me. That I was in bad shape. She claimed Jeff had already left and I was sleeping. Mark told her that he had already told Marguerite that no one was allowed in but Lisa explained that that was before we knew how sick I was. He hung up. Lisa told Jeff thankyou and he better go. She told him she would make sure I got my pills. Jeff made her
Marked called back and told Lisa he had talked to Scott and Scott was sending a med tech to evaluate the situation and sit with me for a couple of days if needed.
Someone guy would wake me up and take me to the bathroom if needed. Give me pills, feed me soup, jello and apple juice. I don’t know how long this was because I wasn’t even sure most of the time what day it was. I am sure one of the pills was a sleeping pill. I think he said his name was Marshall.