Thank you for beta'ing, MsSchneeheide! Happy Halloween :)
"You're not done yet, Raiza, we need to fatten you up, what does your mother feed you? I wanna eat you once you're plump and juicy!" a blonde lady with a Cabbage Patch face says mockingly. She's looming over Raiza and wearing a creepy grin as she forces open the girl's mouth and shoves a spoonful of chocolate cake in. "Here, have more food!"
Raiza spits it out. "No, I said I'm full! My tummy hurts!"
The location is unfamiliar, but they're in front of a yellow broken-down cottage in the middle of the woods. Raiza looks terrified, but she's not making any attempt to run away or scream for help. There isn't even anyone around, unfortunately.
"Hurts, smurtz." The weirdo drags Raiza into the place and that's when she starts crying. "Linda and Carlos, how nice to see you both."
Sniffling and on the verge of tears, Maritza wakes up to pitch black darkness, with the exception of the moonlight spilling through the curtains. She's gasping in and out until she can catch her breath. Right away, she rubs her eyes open and turns on her glitter lava lamp. Both the greenish blue glow from that and Raiza's purple night light makes it obvious that Raiza is safe and sound asleep in her bed. She exhales a sigh of relief.
Quietly, she slips out of her sheets and comforter to check on Raiza more closely. She kneels down at her little sister's bedside and smiles as she kisses Raiza's cheek. "Te quiero mucho, hermanita," she whispers. Raiza mumbles tiredly in her sleep and rolls over onto her back. Maritza returns to her own bed, puts on her pink satin sleep mask, and drifts off to dreamland once again.
"No thank you, Finn, we've told you before to leave Pepa alone!" Karla reprimands a little boy. "Next time I see you near her, I'm going to have to put you in time out!" She separates him from the much smaller girl he's been bothering for the past week since she started here. As Karla kneels down to her level, Pepa wraps her little arms around Karla's neck and starts crying.
"Aww, poor baby," Ella comments as Karla rubs Pepa's back in soothing circles. "She seems so afraid and traumatized about being in his vicinity, even though he wasn't really doing anything just now!"
"Yeah…he's hurt her before, including stepping on her, when you weren't here. He's made her a target quite often. We just have to keep reassuring her that she's okay with us, but I can understand why she doesn't feel safe when he's around!"
Ella appears to be as sad as Karla feels. "Me too. It's heartbreaking that she has an abuser already at the age of two."
Karla nods. "I know, I've spoken with Polly and Larry about their son's behavior, but they told me to let him grow out of it, boys will be boys…utter bull, if you ask me."
"It is!"
"Maria and Yadriel aren't happy…they're about ready to pull their daughter out of preschool if he keeps this up! He'd just better stop."
"That'd be good if he did."
"I like how you're laying down, perfect spot for me to tickle you!" Mariana, who has just replaced Maureen, says to Raiza. Blanca's youngest daughter has her hands clasped together behind her head and she giggles when Mariana pokes at her armpits. Karla and Ella smile at the scene. "Ah, princesita, tu eres muy adorable."
"The new aide seems nice so far," Karla comments. "Maureen was always a little fishy to me, but she was okay…up to a certain point."
"I was totally shocked she got arrested for murder, even if the asshole pimp deserved it," Ella mutters.
"Me, too."
"No más, por favor, maestra, quiero levantarme," Raiza says, and Mariana stops immediately.
No more, please, teacher, I wanna get up
"Of course, bebé."
Karla and Ella watch Mariana help Raiza to a standing position, and the child takes Pepa's hand. "Wanna play over there?" she asks, pointing to where a bunch of their friends are trying on different costumes.
"Yeah!" Pepa responds excitedly, and the two tiny ones run off to join Farah, Monica, Benji, Eva, Karima, Julio, Lindsay, Rebecca, and Maya. They're soon having fun acting as princesses and dragons.
It looks like Raiza is doing well, as per usual, but she has a bit more spark now, than when Maureen used to work here. There's just something off about the woman that Karla couldn't ever quite put her finger on. Maureen's mental illness wasn't a problem since she was very nice, good with kids, and they enjoyed her presence, too. She had been there for a while, so she wasn't a stranger to Raiza or anything.
"Yo, check this, it's Cindy, Nita, and Suzanne on television!" Flaca turns up the volume. "I dunno who the white Cabbage Patch doll faced blonde lady is."
"One of Karla's helpers in Raiza's preschool classroom…in my dream last night, she was hella creepy," Maritza informs her girlfriend.
The interviewer stands in front of the four women with a big black microphone. The girls watch out of curiosity. They're at Flaca's place after school while Theresa is having dinner with Yuri at La Fontana's.
"...it's like how my momma sometimes can't get her DVDs to work, that's how hard it must've been to lift him into that wheelchair."
"Hey, that's our girl Cindy!" Poussey calls out.
"Awesome!" Franziska says excitedly.
Suzanne shakes her head no. "Nah, what we did was more physically grueling. He gave us good ideas, right, Maureen?"
Maureen nods as she wears a twisted smile. "We were in the hospital with him on either side…we planned to string him upside down on a ceiling fan and let it go, so he'd die of dizziness and choking on his own vomit."
Suzanne holds up her index finger. "I wanted to tickle him to death. Even though I hate people being dead."
"Yeah, but he deserves it, he called us lezzies, which was mean," Maureen tells her. "Plus, he confessed to being a pimp. I wish I sicced fire ants on him! He heard us talking about it and suggested to use honey to guide the fire ants into the ears or the eyes or the mouth, and that gave us an idea. He said in the Middle Ages, people would torture others by tying a cage full of rats to the victim's stomach and then light it with candles, so the rats would hide in the belly to avoid extreme heat. He told us it's best to use what you have at the moment, and we used it to our advantage."
Suzanne points at Maureen. "She unplugged Humpty Dump's IV so he'd go brain dead and have a stroke."
Maureen grins proudly. "You can't prove that, though. I could've had sex with a corpse, too-not him, of course-but you have no idea. You need evidence."
"It may be time to hire a lawyer, you both just confessed to a crime on live television," the white interviewer says, anxiously wringing her hands tight around her microphone and stepping back from them.
"Next thing ya know, I found him dead on the curb," Cindy says nonchalantly. "I needed the wheelchair, so I flipped it over and dumped him out. That son of a bitch stunk pretty damn bad. It was karma, 'cause he was a dangerous pimp while he was alive."
"I'm sorry, I tried to call the cops, but my phone died," Nita cuts in.
Maritza feels a shiver run up and down her spine and her skin gets clammy as it slowly hits her. "Hold on, are they talking about-"
"Praise black Jesus, Humps is finally fucking dead!" Janae almost hollers.
"Yeah, he was one of Vee's disgusting pimps," Taystee puts in.
"Cat and I were trying to hit his back, but he barely felt it, the fucker. So, that monster trying to attack you was a pimp…he was trying to get you be his prostitute, gross!" Elena says.
"Probably, yeah," Maritza answers uneasily as her heart thuds rapidly in her chest. She cuddles into Flaca's warm embrace.
"Oh, mi amor, you're shaking…you must have been terrified! I remember the horror of that night," Flaca murmurs into her hair.
"He was going to brand me with a cauterizing pen," Maritza tells them in a soft, quavery voice. "I got my leather jacket caught on something when trying to get away…and I was picking at a blue nail polish stain that got on my skirt, just before he started threatening me." The girls appear disturbed by this.
"Good thing I shot his ass," Daya mutters.
"Yeah, now let's just hope no one mentions the gunshot wound he was put into the hospital for, because you know those pigs will work hard on trying to figure out how a white woman could've done this to one of their own," Daisy says.
Flaca turns off the television. "You're right, and they were about to show his face…I don't want you seeing him again, chiquita."
"He's only in my nightmares," Maritza chimes in sadly as she fiddles with her hair. "I got an awful case of active imagination…I'm scared of somethin' happening to me or Elena, that's why I had the bad dream of Herrmann…he was hurting you, Ellie."
"We'd never let him touch her; she wouldn't be alone," Ceci says, glancing from her sister to Maritza.
"I hope not," Maritza tells her.
"That dirty asshole should be the next to die," Elena mumbles. "Sergio feels like finding him and feeding him to the roaches before lighting him on fire or some shit like that."
"Wouldn't be a bad idea," Katie says darkly.
Taystee smirks. "I'm all for it, he didn't even touch you, Elena, but killing him for that disgusting comment would be just like when police shoot civilians like us dead for some nonviolent crime, only we're not the ones with malicious intent, he was."
"Mm-hm," they agree.
During a shopping trip while their men are working and Adriana is spending one-on-one time with her nephew, Blanca and Karla venture into Ann Taylor and their kids follow. After a while of looking around, holding clothes up to herself, and scoffing at the prices of everything, Maritza sighs dramatically. She could technically pay for a lot of things in here, but she never brings more than twenty or thirty dollars in her purse. She's hidden her wads of cash between pages of her diary.
"Ooooh, these are pretty!" Maritza shows Blanca a set of crystallized hoops and a gold chain necklace with a red oval-shaped pendant.
"Nah, it's for viejas like us, and besides, we're just window shopping," Blanca says.
Maritza pouts. "That's pointless. Why come to the mall if you ain't gonna buy shit? Y por favor, y'all ain't viejas."
"I'm bored!" Raiza whines.
"Yeah, Mami, I wanna go on the rocking horses and spaceships and cars!" Benji tells Karla in a loud voice.
"Me too! ¡Por favor, por favor!" Raiza jumps up and down. Other customers start to look at them discerningly.
"Shh, keep it down, guys," Karla gently reprimands the kids. "Mari, maybe you can take 'em to the kiddie rides outside Ann Taylor? Then we can look for clothes you three like, too." She and Blanca both give Maritza a handful of quarters leftover from their last trip to the laundromat. Maritza then puts the money in her purse.
"Sure." Maritza holds her hands out for Raiza and Benji to grab. "Have fun!"
"You, too!" Blanca calls out as Maritza leads the two little ones out of the store and to the children's area.
While the tykes are slipping quarters into the machines and beginning to play, a bespectacled older brunette woman with a red lollipop comes up to Maritza. She grins coldly, showing a row of bad teeth. "Hello, young lady."
"Can I help you?" Maritza asks, annoyed.
"My name is Carol."
"Okay? You got somebody you're watchin', too?
"No, just waiting for my sister Barbie in Ann Taylor. She doesn't realize no jeans are gonna fit her pizza box ass." Carol rolls her eyes. "Anyway, let's talk. You're very beautiful, you know. You should really try modeling."
Maritza's exasperation at a stranger speaking to her turns to fear and she shivers inside. She knows it's a tactic to lure girls and women into unpleasant things. "No, I…I'm too short for that. Besides, I'm not interested!"
"Oh, I insist! I know a few modeling agents."
"I said no, now back off!" Maritza turns away from her.
"Have you ever wondered what it was like to suck and lick a nice, juicy cock all over?" Carol swirls her tongue around her treat and slides it in and out of her mouth like she's giving it a blow job. "I like a man with a big bush and I wanna chew his penis! Maybe even eat it! Mmm!" She licks her lips.
"Look, you pinche cabrona, that's disgusting! If you're trying to solicit me for sex, you're doing a real shitty job," Maritza hisses. "I already know about that business, and I'm out of it now. The madam and all the pimps are dead, at least at the brothel I worked at. I know about fellatio and a lot more than that."
Carol's face goes hard like stone, making her look creepy and incredibly scary. She smirks for a second. "My game is rock and pills. I was just wondering if you'd want to be my right-hand woman, selling crack cocaine. You'd be perfect…so much prettier than Gnarly Davidson. Barb said that; she saw you walking by sometime earlier today."
"Lo siento…who do you mean?"
"Oh, just some cunt named Frieda, she and I used to be roommates in college. I ripped down her photo of her parents and replaced it with a photo of Burt Reynolds instead, and she was insulted." Carol cackles. "Idiot. I used to chew on this green jawbreaker when I was your age and I made Barb's friend Greeley, choke on a jawbreaker and forced Freida to pull her hair back. She hated doing that." Maritza takes a few steps back from Carol. "She was my minion, though, she did everything I asked her to, including threatening my enemies with shivs. She didn't even mind, until she betrayed me many years ago and got on my bad side. She's damn lucky I can't find her. I'd just sit there and play bridge as I got older. The years passed by in Max, there were stabbings and missing toes…and it just made me proud."
Maritza gulps and shudders. "Why…why do you think I…I'd want to…to, um, do things like that? I'm not even in prison! I'm only sixteen!"
"Really? You do know it's illegal to be a prostitute, right? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone…if you agree to be part of Kubra's cartel…I've partnered up with him, by the way. We talk during visitation. You'd be the slut that draws in people who go against him; you'd lure them into a trap, promising them sexual favors or money…and we'll take care of them."
Maritza gives Carol a shaky, feigned smile and folds her arms across her chest. "I don't think my stepdad would like that. He's muscular and tattooed, by the way; he's taken gang members out with one punch. You can go ahead and tell him and my mom, and see if they believe some dangerous criminal stranger over me. All your cop friends are dead and Piscatella's in jail; he can't do nothin' without his men, who've also been killed. You got nobody."
"Do you think you're actually threatening me, little girl?" Carol snarls. "Have you seen me and Barb on the news?"
"No…"
Another lady with mousy brown hair and messed-up teeth comes to the doorway of Ann Taylor and knocks on the glass window. She models black pants and a blue and white striped shirt. "How does this look on me, Care?"
"You blend in with regular society, whatever."
"Maybe you could do that too, so you look less like a serial killer. Fucking child…don't you know sugar is bad for you?"
"I don't give a shit!"
"Maritza!" Benji calls out.
"Sissy, can we have more quarters?" Raiza adds as she and Benji skip over to her.
"I have something better than those baby rides…why don't you two have…" Carol whips out a couple of red lollipops from her bag. "Candy!"
"Aren't you both adorable!" Barb says in a high voice.
Maritza cringes and glowers at the women. "Leave us alone!"
"Why? I want one!" Benji protests with a frown.
"Yeah, me too! I'm super duper hungry." Raiza tries to take a lollipop from Carol, but Maritza prevents her from doing so. "Mami let me have a free dessert when we were homeless!"
"We ain't livin' en la calle anymore!"
On the street
"¡Quiero una piruleta!" Benji screams. "You're not my sissy!"
I want a lollipop!
"Yeah, and you're not my mami, you can't tell me what to do," Raiza chimes in with her arms folded over her chest.
"Yes. I. Can," Maritza says through gritted teeth.
"Well, why are you saying no? Come on, it's only a piece of candy," Carol grumbles.
"Simply take 'em and go, kids," Barb urges them, but Maritza physically restrains them as she takes a few steps back.
"We want a lollipop! We want a lollipop!" the kids chant, causing attention to be directed at them and Maritza.
Just in time, Blanca and Karla rush over. "¡Oye, no gracias!" Blanca says sternly. "Estás causando una escena."
Hey, no thank you! You're causing a scene.
Raiza pouts. "Pero Mami, Mari won't let us have treats!"
"Yeah, she's being mean!"
"I'll get you a lollipop, Benjito, we don't take things from strangers," Karla lectures him gently.
"That's how child abductions start!" Blanca adds. She glares after the women who are now thankfully walking away and being closely watched by a mall security guard. "Those bitches were sketchy. Maritza was doing a great job at keeping you guys safe."
"Okay," the kids mumble in unison.
They all end up getting strawberry and cherry flavored lollipops. The children have ones that are bigger than their faces and everyone is happy.
"How the fuck did they let you two work here with a record?" Aleida asks the eerie-looking Denning sisters.
"We've heard you have one, too," the brunette in glasses snaps.
"Yeah, for packin' heroin, not attempted murder, tryin' to go all The Shining on your hermanita," Gloria mutters.
"Not only that, but Perfect Sisters, too, except it was in the lake and she was our brat sibling, not our mom," Barb says with a smirk.
"Anyway, have you seen Blanca around? Her husband is looking for her, he misses her so much. I hate how he's such a sap," Carol hisses.
"If you're talking about Dean, we won't let that pig fucker near her," Red growls.
"Too late for that," Dean tells them as he grabs Blanca and slaps his hand over her mouth. She screams and tries to get him off her, but he disappears with her in a flash. "Now you're gonna be my accomplice in killing little Debbie."
Blanca jerks awake, shuddering and crying. "Ay dios mío…" she mumbles. "He got me…"
"Estás bien, baby," Diablo reassures her as she snuggles into his warm, burly arms. "Estás conmigo." He kisses her temple softly and brushes her tears away with a gentleness that only makes her sob harder.
It's okay, you're with me
"Tuve una pesadilla en la que esas locas hermanas Denning estaban trabajando en Martin Van Buren High para ayudar a Dean a encontrarme más fácilmente, y a cambio, él mataría a Debbie y me obligaría a ayudarlo," Blanca explains.
I had a nightmare that those crazy Denning sisters were working at Martin Van Buren High to help Dean find me more easily, and in return he would kill Debbie and force me to help him.
"Eso nunca sucedería... ni siquiera se les permitiría trabajar en la escuela con sus registros," he assures her.
That would never happen…they wouldn't even be allowed to work at the school with their records.
"He's a fucking stalker, though; I wouldn't put anything past him. They already found my children and Benji at the mall!"
"Lo sé, I'll always protect you and the kids, Blanca, I swear…y lo siento mucho for not being there today!"
"I know, that's part of why te amo mucho, mi amor. I understand you had to work…you can't be there all the time. I hope I never have to see them again."
"Yo también." They kiss and Blanca smiles against Diablo's lips.
While she's playing with Adriana, Raiza makes the Kelly doll put her hand between the Barbie doll's legs. Adriana isn't sure why she's doing that. It's even weirder and more concerning when she crawls into Adriana's lap and touches her crotch. It feels more like fondling.
"Whoa, ¿qué estás haciendo? Esto no es apropiado, para, por favor." Frowning, Adriana lifts Raiza off of her. "Necesito mi espacio personal."
what are you doing? This is not appropriate, stop, please. I need my personal space
Raiza appears to be confused. "Why?"
"Bueno, I just do, Raizita, todos lo necesitamos. Si alguien nos toca sin nuestro permiso, o nos hace sentir incómodos, le decimos que se detenga."
Well, Raizita, we all do. If someone touches us without our permission, or makes us feel uncomfortable, we tell them to stop.
"Oh. Lo siento. You're like my tía anyway."
"It's okay. Incluso si no lo fuera, no estaría bien porque tú eres una niña y yo soy una adulta."
Even if I wasn't, that's still not okay because you're a child and I'm an adult.
Raiza sits on her plush Dora doll and starts riding it, then penetrates herself with a toy rocket ship. By this point, Adriana is worried that someone has been disgusting with her; she's seen this behavior before from many child sexual abuse survivors. She takes a few deep breaths to calm down as she plans to talk to Blanca about this later if it becomes a pattern.
"Gracias for your concern, but Dean never hurt Raiza in that way," Blanca tells Adriana after the other woman has explained the incident. "Nunca antes había mostrado signos de abuso sexual mientras jugaba."
She's never shown signs of sexual abuse while playing before.
"I can see it becoming a pattern, and that's why I needed to speak with you about it privately. If someone has done something horrific to her, we need to bust their ass."
"Sí, pero no sabemos quién es."
Yeah, but we don't know who it is.
"Maybe it was your ex, but you didn't know."
"No, all he did was abuse me, not the girls. Raiza was terrified by all the sudden eruptions of banging and yelling in the house…she could tell I wasn't happy and he was angry at me a lot. She was afraid to get in his way if he was mad, so she would hide while he ranted and hold her dolly so tight. She'd tune out the fights and hope female superheroes on television could save us. All was forgiven when he gave her a present every other week. When I was upset, she was, too. I was crying, bleeding, and bruised, and she comforted me with tears in her eyes. I always told her nothing was her fault. Dean being an asshole definitely affected her, but…" A queasy feeling comes over Blanca. "I'll talk to her, though."
"Good idea. Esto tampoco es tu culpa."
This is not your fault either.
"Lo sé, pero todavía me siento como una madre terrible."
I know, but I still feel like a terrible mother.
Adriana puts her hand over Blanca's. "Tu no lo eres," she assures her. "You would be, though, if you don't now do everything you can to protect your niña and make sure the pedophile ends up behind bars."
You're not.
"Yeah, I know. I'll kill them, or just let them get tortured to death in prison." Blanca smiles at Adriana, even though she's still feeling nauseous at the thought of her baby girl being preyed on. "Muchas gracias."
"De nada."
"Raiza…do you remember the nightmare you had of your papi being, um…gross…like touching you in a way that you didn't like?" Blanca asks later that Sunday. She sits on the edge of her youngest daughter's bed.
"A wittle," she mumbles innocently as she opens Dora's legs and rubs the cloth crotch a few times.
"Well, Adriana and I are worried that he did really do something bad to you. He's not here and you don't have to be afraid to tell me. No te pasará nada malo si me lo dices, te lo prometo. Soy tu mami, puedes decirme cualquier cosa." Blanca strokes Raiza's hair and cups her face. "I love you so much, nena."
Nothing bad will happen to you if you tell me, I promise. I'm your mommy, you can tell me anything.
"No. Not Papi."
"¿Por qué tocas las partes íntimas de tu muñequita?"
Why are you touching your dolly's private parts?
"I don't know, Mami." Raiza then picks up her Kelly and Barbie dolls. She places Kelly's hand in the middle of Barbie's legs.
Blanca tries a different approach. "¿Qué están haciendo tus muñecas?"
What are your dolls doing?
"Kelly is making Barbie feel happy. Part of sex," Raiza mumbles with her head down.
"¿Dónde aprendiste sobre eso? ¿Cómo?" Blanca asks, trying to stay calm.
Where did you learn about that? How?
"Escuela en el baño."
School in the bathroom.
A jolt of shock and horror goes through Blanca and her eyes nearly pop out of their sockets as she presses her hand to her heart. She's on the verge of sobbing now. "¿Qué? ¿Por qué?"
"She said it was a game."
"¿Quién te enseñó ese juego?"
Who taught you that game?
"Miss Maureen…"
"Does she ever play that game with you?" Dread creeps into Blanca's question.
Raiza nods slowly. "She used to be nice, Mami, but I don't like her anymore. She made me touch her and it was gross and slimy and sticky. I don't wanna go to school! Don't make me go, por favor!" She sucks her thumb and then dives into Blanca's embrace.
"I won't, baby, no lo haré," Blanca hugs her tight and rocks her back and forth as both mother and daughter cry together.
"I hate her and I won't be quiet!" Raiza screams as tears slide down her cheeks. She snivels and breathes in and out raggedly. Blanca is trembling as she wails, heartbroken for her baby.
"Lo sé, lo sé…"
"¿Y estás segura de que se irá después de limpiar su casillero?" Blanca wonders to Karla over the phone in regards to Maureen leaving the preschool forever.
And you're sure she'll be gone after cleaning out her locker?
"Sí. Lo siento mucho que esto haya pasado...and I didn't even notice!" Karla's voice is filled with anguished guilt. She sniffles. "I'm her teacher, I should've known…poor Raizita. She was weirdly protective of Eva the other day…"
I'm so sorry this happened…
"Yeah, I told her a secret. Don't go places alone with Miss Maureen, she does bad things to little girls," Raiza mumbles.
"Yo también debería haberlo sabido, tuve una pesadilla en la que ese capullo llevaba a Raiza a una espeluznante cabaña en el bosque para matar a una bruja," Maritza says when there's a break in the conversation. "That was probably a vision."
I should have known too, I had a nightmare where that asshole was taking Raiza to a creepy cabin in the woods to kill a witch.
"I'll kill her," Diablo states strongly. "It wasn't anyone's fault…only hers." He'd found out when Blanca had screamed loudly over and over, upon discovering her baby had been molested. He'd told her he understood completely why she was sleeping with Raiza last night.
"Lo sé…yo también quiero matarla, pero ya irá a prisión. Todos la matarán a golpes allí una vez que descubran su crimen, estoy segura." Blanca hangs up once she sees Karla, and then hugs her best friend with Raiza snuggled between them.
I wanna kill her too, but she's already going to prison. Everyone will beat her ass dead there once they find out her crime, I'm sure.
"Oh, they better!" Karla mutters.
"Miss Maureen Kukudio's not very nice, she's not made of sugar and spice, when people see her they all scream, because Miss Maureen Kukudio is very very mean!" Raiza pipes up.
"Yes, she is!" Maritza exclaims. "Fuck, she ain't gonna get away with this."
"Hell no! We all wanna beat up this bitch so badly," Blanca says angrily. Once she notices Maureen in the teacher's lounge about to finish packing her things, she hands Raiza to Diablo. Her mama bear claws come out and she lunges at the child predator while shrieking at the top of her lungs. "You fucking disgusting puta!" Blanca knees Maureen in the crotch. "How does it feel, huh? Getting hurt in your most sensitive area? Pinche cabrona. I hope you're impaled from your coño through to your cabeza with a long shiv in prison!"
"Whoa, whoa!" Maureen tries to push Blanca away, but the latter keeps a strong grip on the former. "What's this about?"
"Don't act innocent. We know you molested Raiza while taking her to the bathroom! No wonder why she always wants to be with me, she was wailing and clinging to me because she was scared of your horrendous ass!" Karla yells at Maureen.
"No, I didn't. There's no physical evidence, plus, little girls can't ejaculate, so it's not as pleasurable. Also, she'd scream and cry, alerting you that there was something wrong. You hug and kiss Raiza a lot!" Maureen pouts as Karla's face turns red and Blanca practically burns with rage. "Aw come on, why are you so mad? I was teaching her to explore her parts!"
"Mi hermanita don't need to know about that til Sex Ed in middle school! You just a damn pedophile!" Maritza hollers from the doorway, flipping her off with both hands.
Blanca growls as she delivers a blow to Maureen's face, sending her to the ground in an instant. She spits at the former aide and kicks her in the side. Maureen groans in pain and she tries to get up, but both Blanca and Karla hold her down by her wrists and neck.
"I'm basically her auntie and I never have done anything inappropriate to her, nor will I ever in the future," Karla hisses.
"Now get the fuck outta here and go rot in hell like the filthy scumbag you are," Blanca puts in darkly.
"Te maldigo con solo desesperación por el resto de tus días," Maritza snaps.
I curse you with only despair for the rest of your days.
"What'd you say?" Maureen demands, and then coughs up some blood.
Without answering her, they release her and she stands up, slightly woozy, much to their delight. Maritza laughs out loud while licking her top lip and folding her arms across her chest. She then stifles a few more giggles. Diablo peeks in, looking proud as he chuckles heartily. Blanca and Karla both smirk and high-five each other.
"I told you to be a good girl and to keep silent!" Maureen reprimands Raiza as she stomps out of the teachers' lounge with her things.
"Don't touch me, Mama said my body is private!" Raiza yells.
"Yeah, buh-bye, see ya nevah, Cabbage Patch gringa." Maritza gives Maureen a sarcastic wave and mock smile. "Your hair don't even have volume and you walk like an orangutan!"
"Good for nothin' loser!" Diablo bellows after her as she stumbles down the hall. Donaldson meets her at the exit and cuffs her right away after his partner takes her things.
A wave of solace washes over Blanca once she's gone and the others breathe sighs of relief.
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