Jacob fell asleep next to Rebie, and she knew it was now or never! She softly went out of the couch. Ran to her room as silently as she could. She put on some clean clothes. Then in the bathroom she cleaned her face. She ran to her parents room and took the documents hoping it wasn't a trap. She also took some money to get the fuck out! The child took her passport and papers and shoved it all in a bag. She was breathing heavily, praying that Lucy wouldn't come back or Jacob wake up.. She quietly went out of the house, then it was time.. Time to run.
The poor child ran, ran and ran again. She ignored the pain in her legs that have been tied for almost a week. She ignored her lungs burning like fire! She knew if she stopped they could -and would- find her back and bring her back to hell. Rebie didn't know where she was going. But she kept running. The farther the best!

She didn't know who she could thrust anymore. Her father's best friend just raped her! So she ran away. She didn't go to her aunt's place, scared she could call Jacob or be with him in his evil plans. She knew she has brought death with her by taking the documents, but she didn't know what they were and why Jacob wanted them so bad, so she took them just in case. She ran even farther, she was already lost but didn't care. The poor girl took a random bus. She didn't care about its destination, she just wanted to go. She fell asleep in the bus to be soon awaken by an horrible nightmare. But her life wasn't really better anymore. Her mother wouldn't be there to help her in school, with pain or sadness.. Her father wouldn't be there to make her smile on bad days.. She randomly choose a bus stop and walked out, noticing it was almost night.. What a day! But at least she wouldn't get hurt now..

She pulled up her hoodie, happy that she picked a long sleeved shirt.. With a back pack on one shoulder she was now living on her own.. With 500$. She walked in a little shop, knowing there wasn't enough money for an entire life Rebie decided to take a bottle of water and a box of cooked pasta for dinner.. It would be her first real meal in a week! Jacob and Lucy fed her, but never enough, just to hurt her a bit more.
She went to pay. The cashier was a black man.. Around fifty years old, he looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
“That's all ya gonna take baby?” Rebie nodded. He seemed nice.. But Jacob did seem nice too.. And he hurt her more than she could even imagine.
“Ya don' wanna take candies?” the man asked quite surprised. She just shook her head and he understood something was wrong with her..

“Hey are ya okay? How old are you?” he asked, concern almost palpable. She bit her lip, fighting her tears back. No, she wasn't okay, not at all. She was just twelve when all this shit happened! But she couldn't cry, she didn't want this man to call the police to get her. Because calling the police meant calling Jacob..
“Here take this.. I give it to you” he said, handing her some sweets. She paid for her food and gave him a nod/goodbye.
“Take care of yourself young child!” she nodded again, giving him a thumb up before walking off. The cashier felt like something wasn't good with this girl.. But he couldn't imagine how has been her last week.. He ran after her and asked.
“Hey what happen' to ya?” Rebie broke down. She cried. How could she tell a total stranger that her parents got killed a week ago? That she has been raped a few hours ago? That she just wanted to die at this moment?
The black man hushed her and then noticed the bruises on her face..
“Oh dear God! What happened to you poor baby? Did your parents abuse you?” but she couldn't reply and just cried.

He gestured for her to follow him and she did, back in the shop she ate after she stopped crying. They talked -or I should say he talked and she shook her head..-
“If you still don't want to go home, you can stay for the night.” she looked up at him with the rest of hope she still had in her heart -almost nothing- and nodded.
But a week later she was still with him, she cleaned the shop and he kept talking even if she didn't reply. One day she finally talked. With the neighbor and all, they achieved to make her feel kinda good.. But she NEVER talked about the reasons why she was there. Her bruises was now almost gone, except the marks due to the bonds. Rebie met the 'gangsters' of town and befriended them. They all respected the 'don't touch children' law so they didn't hurt her and she quickly became their little sister, under their protection.

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About a year later she lived on her own, working in a shop and paying a rent for a room to a prostitute. Rebekah didn't give a damn about her job.. She in the other hand first worked herself in Johnny's tattoo shop, cleaning and making sure the clients were okay..
Until one day a client came when Johnny wasn't there and asked for a tattoo that worthed at least 500$.. As he was insisting, she decided to give it a try. Rebie knew if she failed she would loose her job.. But she has been seeing Johnny a lot and.. If she didn't try she wouldn't know if she was able to.. So Rebie cleaned her hands and started the drawing on the man's skin hoping for the best. About an hour later, the result wasn't that bad in her opinion.. But the man was so happy he gave her 100$ 'tip' just for her. At this exact moment Johnny arrived. He was at first mad she took a decision that big on her own, but then amazed at her work..

That's how Rebekah won some tattoo lesson and Johnny taught her some security act before she started working..

Of course, she was still scared of being found back. Specially because she was almost fourteen, meaning far from eighteen.. Even if she wasn't all happy there, she still felt in some kind of security. And she was alive! They called her 'Rebel'. She was the little rebel, she was 14 but lived on her own. She was white but nobody cared about it. Because she wasn't racist, because she liked them for who they were. Because she never judged anyone by how they looked, by the color of their skin, by... Well she never judged the book by its cover. And it was easy to understand as the 'nice Jacob' was a monster, while Johnny 'the demon' as every body called him was nice with her. He was litterally her 'big brother', nobody could touch her, she was under his protection. He liked this little wild one, stuborn as hell! Who said that bad boys were all bad?

But they weren't all good neither..

When she turned fifteen, she started smoking and getting tattoos. Her past was there, inside of her, and she expressed herself by drawing it on her skin. Each tattoo was drawn by herself, all a part of her life, all a feeling.. She ended up with her arms covered. Plus a single on on her side, for her mother, a rose and a skull..
Once again -Rebel!- she didn't smoke weed, only cigarettes. Fortunately she didn't fell in cutting.. As she was already listening to (rebel) 'weird' music.. She fell in metal, the louder the best. Screams helped her to stay calm -as paradoxical as it sounds- and she was now getting better.. She re-started to smile.
They never judged her for being different, it only made her even more amazing!

When everything seemed to get better.. The prostitute thought the money for the room wasn't enough, and as Rebie was a cute girl she decided to sell the poor girl. Some men paid her to have Rebie for a night.. And it only turned the teenager into a really wild person. The memory of her rape always made her avoid physical contact, but they were slowly helping her out.. Until this day.
The men who paid wanted -of course- to fuck for their money. But when they tried to touch little rebel, she fought them like a demon. They ended up by giving up and Rebie moved away. She went to Johnny's place and didn't talk much anymore. But he took her and took care of his little rebel, making things get -even slowler- better.. But the bitch came back in the story..

Notes

One last part of Rebie's back story is coming.. Opinion?