Angelica had heard Bette’s voice and got up at once, listening against her door. when Kit said Angie was sleeping angelica bounced back into bed
and pretended to sleep nicelike. Bette opened the door and looked in, quickly though cuz the light shined bright onto Angie’s face. Bette closed the door. Even
though she wouldn’t admit it Angelica wanted Bette to have at least kissed her sleeping daughter on the forehead. or tucked the blanket more comfortable like. but
she didn’t and Angelica grew angrfy. Angry at her stupid mom at Kit who was scarily calm when angie came home high, even angry at Tina. For a brief second
Angie wished tina would just up and die already. it was only briefly but it hurt angie to even think that, crying into her pillow she wanted her life back. She wanted
to be home with her two moms, they weren’t perfect but the love was strong. Angelica sat at the dge of her bed hearing Kit and Bette talk, she went back to the door again
and listened hard. The thing she heard next chilled her.

 Inmates, inmates talking to her. Angelica almost burst out of the door. she was ready to ***** take on the two of them. if she wasn’t dizzy from
yesterday she would have. But almost sick she collected her things and got dressed, careful and quiet. Then opening her drawer she took the two rolls
of cash she saved, put it in her pocket and her jacket. with notihng but the clothes on her back her two rolls of cash and no brain angelica opened the window
of her room. there was a fire escape that went down the building to the alley below. She did that. She left.

The night was alive. Angelica trotted then walked down the street feeling the vibrance and darkness and energy of the city. Angelica felt excited and triumphant. she
had left…she had escaped from the wrath of her keepers. And she was gonna ***** celebrate. It seemed like any sense and decency she had learned from Kit,
Bette, Tina,Shane…ANYONE had gone completely out the window. Angelica opened her pocket and took out the one pill she had slipped into her pants when Kit
wasn’t looking, one of those bright coloured ones. She popped it in her mouth. Her throat felt dry after swallowing it down so Angelica slipped into a corner store
for a pop. It was nearly 2 o clock in the morning and the girls were working the street. One of them was in the store getting coffee…Bette ogled at her booty shorts
and but picked up some candy and was gonna get  a pop when she stopped. A huge man with an ugly mug was leaning against the pop thingy machine sliding doors.
Angelica looked around, but then it hit. The pill flowed in her blood and she felt peppy….bouncing down the aisle she opened the door and took out a pop, winking at the man. He
was alright looking in a cetain angle and light. the man winked at her back…”Whats your name little girl?   “Angelica”  “Angelica…you mind of i call you ANgel”  “go ahead”
“Now Angel what are you doing out at this time of night..how old are you 15?”  “yeah 15, and im running away from my stupid parents”  “stupid are they?” “yeah that and
evil”   “and what are yu going to do now your free”   “i dont know, do something…im loaded but i dont know maybe a hostel or something why?”  “well i happen to have an
extra room where one of girlfriends sleeps at im sure she can  make room for you in my apartment complex”  By now Angelica could barely keep still, sweat poured dow and
her nerves juimped. “well that sounds like a sweet deal” “come on Angel i’ll buy you your stuff and you’ll come with Divina and me”  Divina was the hooker, she had very white skin
and bright lipstick, a nice booty. “im Boris by the way”  Boris, the guy who picked up Angel, was an illegal imigrant from Russia, the mafia ruled Russia and boris made the
mistake of sleeping with on of their women. It wasn’t easy getting into the US but he got there…and built himself a nice little underground empire.

 Angelica’s brain jumped up and down, she spilled the pop all over her self. Divina was dropped off at a corner and Boris with Angelica in tow walked on. his
place was only a few blocks down. All the while they talked, Angelica gripped his arm pumped from running away happy that she was free from Bette. she was
telling Boris, her new friend, all about her parents. “*****? you got a couple dykes for moms?” “uh-huh? i was some donor’s donation and they got me”  “you ever
see them in action?”   “they kiss but no of course not thats gross…wait one time i HEARD them *****”  “***** score”  “your english is good Boris”  “yea in prison
you learn some things”   “my stupid mom wanted me to talk to inmates so they can tell me their sob stories”  “really? well Angel darling your talking to a man
who has done hard time and let me tell you i would rather do ***** and get fast cold hard cash than work my ***** off in some dumb job, and though it runs
a risk of going to prison it’s worth what i got”  “i just want to get away from my parents”   “ill look after you Angel”. In truth angelica wanted nothing more
than to snuggle up in bed with Bette reading her a story. But chemicaled up and scared of going back home Angelica walked on. She was a girl who couldnt handle
her feelings, she wanted tp be safe but home didnt feel safe anymore and it didnt feel warm and secure. it started to rain but Angelica didnt notice a thing.