Page 1 of Sapphire's Gem
Prologue.
Casey
Istared at the teenager lying on the floor. His hands covered his groin, and snot and tears streamed down his face.
My free hand curled into a fist, beside myself with pure anger. He thought he’d touch me? With a grin, I continued holding my phone, recording all this. In front of me, Colt’s mother gasped and crouched on the floor as Colt’s father eyed me with pure anger.
“Touch me, I dare you!” I taunted.
“You little bitch!” Mr Dukes snarled.
“I’ll do worse to you than him,” I threatened.
“We take you into our home and you treat us like this?” Mrs Dukes hissed at me.
“Like what? You expect me to stand there and let your filthy paedophile son grope me? I’m fourteen, bitch, he’s nineteen. I hope I fucked his balls up so that he can’t ever have kids. Imagine having a dirty kiddie fucker as your father?” I hissed at her.
She flinched.
“Watch your mouth!” Mr Dukes roared, and I turned with a grin.
“You know what live streaming is, asshole? Yeah? Good, so do I. Everyone is watching this shitshow!” I hissed.
“You fucking—”
“Bitch. Yup, that’s me. I’ve got him on camera pinning me to the wall and groping me. I was clearly heard telling him no and to get the fuck off. And I filmed taking him down in self-defence! I might be an orphan, but I ain’t trash!” I yelled.
There was a hammering on the door, and we all looked that way.
“Police! Open up!” a man yelled, banging again.
Mrs Dukes sneered. “Get the door, Al, they can take this bitch and charge her with assault.”
For a few moments, my stomach sank. I had assaulted Colt, but only after he’d attacked me. The police stormed in, two male and a female officer behind them.
“That’s the girl!” one of the men said.
“Arrest her, she assaulted my son!” Mrs Dukes demanded from where she crouched over the still sobbing Colt.
Mr Dukes drew himself up and looked down his nose with a sneer. “Gutter trash.”
“Are you okay? We’ve had a load of complaints. A minor was being sexually assaulted,” the female officer said.
I allowed my face to crumple and let a sob burst from me. “It wasn’t the first time, and they won’t believe me because I’m a foster kid,” I cried.
The two male officers glared at the Dukes and hauled Colt to his feet. Colt could barely stand, so they dragged him up.
“What are you doing?” Mrs Duke screeched.
Forcing tears down my face, I kept sobbing as Colt was mirandized and taken away. Fucker. He’d get his time inside; the footage I’d shot tonight wasn’t the only shit I had on him.
From the shadows crept Chelsea and Mariah.
“He hurt them too,” I sobbed and pointed to the girls. They both broke down and began crying, and as one of the male officers approached Chelsea, she let out a scream and backed away, cowering.
‘Too much?’Chelsea thought.
‘Hell no, keep going,’I returned as I forced even more tears out. I was hyperventilating, and the female officer was telling the men to stay back and get more women here.
