Chapter Three
Ebony
Name: Samuel Juarez
Date of Birth: 20/6/1981
Place of Birth: Jacksonville, Florida
Death: Alive
Occupation: Unemployed
Diagnosis's: N/A
Medical Impairments: Blind in the left eye.
Imprisonment: Sentenced eight years in 2003 for the rape of a minor over 13. Within a year of serving his sentence strong evidence linked him to three counts of rape with another offender. He was found five months after when taking part in a child sex-trafficking ring before he was sentenced he escaped.
I sat cross legged on my bed, the file on Samuel Juarez, the man my boss wanted to kill spread out in front of me while my stereo played the lastest pop songs which is probably not the best combination.
There were more pages, in-depth information of his sentences, Samuel Juarez the person.
He was right when he said 'when you read this you'll want to do it' because this guy, he wasn't innocent and he deserved death, but why me? That was the question.
He has plenty of people working for him, much older and more experienced then me and he chooses me?
I shook my head and gathered up the papers.
"What the hell are you doing?" Father burst into my room. "You have school"
"On way"
"I asked what you were doing Ebony? Well?" Father stormed over to me and gripped my arm tightly.
"Reading what Boss gave me" I told him coldly.
Father stepped back and smiled then. "What is it?"
"Not allowed to say"
He nodded. "Can you handle it?"
"Yeah I think I can"
"Well unless it's something you need to do now then get to school"
"Yes father" I shuffled the papers into a neat pile locking them away in my drawer in case one of my younger siblings would fall across it.
I hurried out to my car with my bag slung across my back and got in the car which decided today it was going to play up. No, my first day back and my car won't work, just my luck!
I took a deep breath before getting out and going back inside to my father who was sitting in the living room smoking. "Father, my car isn't working"
"And?"
"Can you take me?"
He raised an eyebrow up at me.
"Please?"
"Only because you're late" He said. "Otherwise I'd make you walk it"
I never got why my parents wanted us to have the perfect image for when they could barely prefect it themselves.
The last thing I wanted to do was spend a fifteen minute car ride with my father.
"I recognize that man" Father pointed out as we joined the main road stuck in a line of traffic. I glanced across to the other driver my body jolting.
"What is it?" Father asked moving up an inch the other car keeping up with us.
"Oh course you do Father. That's Alex Fuentes and his son Benjamin-"
"Your ex"
"Yes"
"I liked him"
"I did too"
"Then what happened?"
"I" I glanced at Benji who on seeing me waved, I waved back. It wasn't supposed to go like this we were going to ignore each other, it is what we agreed. "It was for the best"
"The best" Father glanced at me. "Why?"
"We weren't good together father"
"I think you were"
Well you weren't in it; I wanted to say but knew better.
"You should go out with him"
"I'm with Blake"
"Blake? I haven't met a Blake. Why haven't you introduced him?"
"It doesn't matter were over"
"You just said you were with him"
"Were not over yet"
"Then what's the problem?"
"Jeeze Dad I just don't want to be with Benji"
"Do you still like him?"
"Yes"
"Ebony just do what I say, I'm done arguing."
We were quiet then as we got out the traffic and then we were at the school. I opened the door and began to slide out when father put his hand on my shoulder. "Remember what I said"
"Of course" I watched my father drive away and then Benji was coming in jumping out the car before it stopped which got he's father yelling after him.
"I have to dash" Benji called after his father then grabbed my hand and ran.
"What was that about?" I asked once we got in the school.
"Were late are we not?" He asked.
"Well yeah" I inclined my head.
"Well then"
"Fair enough"
He smiled at me and as I looked at him seeing the joy over his face but a hidden hurt lying there. I loved him. Still.
"Eb" He said and I knew what was coming next but I couldn't let it.
"Come on" I told him quietly and he dottily followed me.
We entered class late but our teacher only told us to sit down right next to each other.
I'm not going to say it wasn't awkward. After all I had shut him down.
When the bell went I was glad to get out of there and was first in to Maths.
"And what you know it? We find each other" Dom looked up as I entered. He was sitting on a back table his feet resting on the table top and a diary of sorts in his lap.
"What room is this?"
"206"
"I'm next door" I sat on the edge of the desk he was sitting at. "So what you writing?" I asked him.
"It's my diary" Dom glanced down at it. "My dad is making me write one"
"What's wrong with them?"
"I don't know" Dom shrugged and looked up at me with a smile. "Just not my thing, getting my feelings out on paper. Plus my dad reads it which just makes writing in it harder"
"He reads your diary?"
"It was either that or go see a therapist. I chose my dad"
"Smart decision"
"For sure. Not tell me something about yourself"
I raised an eyebrow.
"I just told you something personal. Your turn"
"Find me at lunch" I skipped out the room but once I got outside I just lounged against the wall, everybody else was in class now. Just for that one moment talking with Dom, I forgot about what I was planning to do, the weight placed on my shoulders.
I didn't know how long I stood out there till I heard a voice. "What you doing Eb?"
I glanced up seeing Benji walking down the corridor towards me.
"Nothing"
"We have class" Benji put his hand on the door. "And were late again"
"What were you doing?" I asked.
"Smoking" Benji patted his pocket.
"Feel like another?" I asked.
"Why sure Eb" He grinned, his grins that always make me happy for some odd reason.
We blew off the rest of the morning.
A/N: Sorry for long update please review? It makes me want to update faster.
Next chapter will be Benji's. It is going to be a triangle love story so that's why I changed the summary to include Benji Feutnes who is the second born son of Alex and Brittany.