History Repeats Itself
Chapter Three
Erica began to gasp in a sudden shock. Tears ran down Bianca's face. Maggie wanted to hold
Bianca in her arms and tell her it was ok, like she had done so many nights before in these past
three weeks, but she didn't want to interfere with this. She had pressured Bianca to tell her
mother since she knew of the rape.
"I don't understand, how could he have- I mean, weren't you with Lena that night?" Erica asked.
"No, mother, I wasn't no one was there, but Michael and I. Lena had another issue to tend to
so we had rescheduled our night together. I went back to Mertle's, but the lights were out. It
was so dark. And all of the sudden, a lighter was shining in the room, and above it was a face.
It was Michael Cambias. He looked like a Halloween mask. I told him to leave, but he wouldn't
listen. He wanted to dance-"
"And you didn't, but he was too strong" Erica said, finishing Bianca's sentence, and reliving
her own rape once again.
"Yes, he was so strong, and he wanted me, but I didn't want him. And I hit him with the fire
poker. I hit him hard, and he fell. And I went to the door to unlock it, like I have so many
times before. But I was....so clumsy. I fumbled with it, but I couldn't open it. And he came
and grabbed me." Bianca sat in silence for a few seconds. Then Erica scooped her baby girl up
in her arms. Tears ran down both the women's cheeks.
Erica wanted to ask Bianca why she waited so long to tell her. But she knew. When she had been
raped, she didn't want to say anything. If she didn't acknowledge it, it didn't happen. Then
she remembered the reason she finally told someone. Erica released herself from her daughter's
embrace. She looked into her eyes. Biance knew it was time to tell her mother the other sad
part of this story.
"The reason I came to tell you today is, I went to the Pine Valley Hospital, and I'm, I'm,"
Bianca couldn't stop stuttering, she couldn't finish her sentence.
"You're pregnant," Erica finished for her. All Bianca could do was nod and continue to cry.
Erica held her daughter in her arms and for the first time in a month, she felt closer to her
youngest girl than she had in a long time. She only wished this wasn't the way they would come
to be so close.
Jackson came as soon as he could. Erica had called him calmly but told him that she wanted him
there because he was needed. The relationship between the two had dwindled into nothing but a
good friendship. They were so in love three weeks ago, when they were to be married. But Mary
Smythe had ruined it. Greenle had walked into the ceremony and told Jackson that he was her
father. That had ended it all for Erica and Jackson.
"I came as quick as I could. What is it Erica?" Jackson said as he closed the apartment door.
"Shh, please don't speak so loudly, Bianca and Maggie are taking a nap in the next room." Erica
replied.
"Well what is it?" Jackson asked in a lower tone.
"We now have reason enough for you to get Michael thrown in jail for a long time." Erica said.
Chapter Three
Erica began to gasp in a sudden shock. Tears ran down Bianca's face. Maggie wanted to hold
Bianca in her arms and tell her it was ok, like she had done so many nights before in these past
three weeks, but she didn't want to interfere with this. She had pressured Bianca to tell her
mother since she knew of the rape.
"I don't understand, how could he have- I mean, weren't you with Lena that night?" Erica asked.
"No, mother, I wasn't no one was there, but Michael and I. Lena had another issue to tend to
so we had rescheduled our night together. I went back to Mertle's, but the lights were out. It
was so dark. And all of the sudden, a lighter was shining in the room, and above it was a face.
It was Michael Cambias. He looked like a Halloween mask. I told him to leave, but he wouldn't
listen. He wanted to dance-"
"And you didn't, but he was too strong" Erica said, finishing Bianca's sentence, and reliving
her own rape once again.
"Yes, he was so strong, and he wanted me, but I didn't want him. And I hit him with the fire
poker. I hit him hard, and he fell. And I went to the door to unlock it, like I have so many
times before. But I was....so clumsy. I fumbled with it, but I couldn't open it. And he came
and grabbed me." Bianca sat in silence for a few seconds. Then Erica scooped her baby girl up
in her arms. Tears ran down both the women's cheeks.
Erica wanted to ask Bianca why she waited so long to tell her. But she knew. When she had been
raped, she didn't want to say anything. If she didn't acknowledge it, it didn't happen. Then
she remembered the reason she finally told someone. Erica released herself from her daughter's
embrace. She looked into her eyes. Biance knew it was time to tell her mother the other sad
part of this story.
"The reason I came to tell you today is, I went to the Pine Valley Hospital, and I'm, I'm,"
Bianca couldn't stop stuttering, she couldn't finish her sentence.
"You're pregnant," Erica finished for her. All Bianca could do was nod and continue to cry.
Erica held her daughter in her arms and for the first time in a month, she felt closer to her
youngest girl than she had in a long time. She only wished this wasn't the way they would come
to be so close.
Jackson came as soon as he could. Erica had called him calmly but told him that she wanted him
there because he was needed. The relationship between the two had dwindled into nothing but a
good friendship. They were so in love three weeks ago, when they were to be married. But Mary
Smythe had ruined it. Greenle had walked into the ceremony and told Jackson that he was her
father. That had ended it all for Erica and Jackson.
"I came as quick as I could. What is it Erica?" Jackson said as he closed the apartment door.
"Shh, please don't speak so loudly, Bianca and Maggie are taking a nap in the next room." Erica
replied.
"Well what is it?" Jackson asked in a lower tone.
"We now have reason enough for you to get Michael thrown in jail for a long time." Erica said.