Karen.
I was shaken when I got home. I didn't know why I barged into Oscar's office. I must have been out of my mind. I needed someone to talk to, someone to blame and someone to show how angry I was, but I wasn't thinking straight.
The moment I saw his mother, I walked out, but I was still shaken. The truth of the matter was, I could have died. If that pimp had successfully pulled the trigger, if that car hadn't run both of them over, I would have been dead. All because of Oscar. All because he felt the need to beat up some pimps on my behalf, thanks to James.
I crawled to a corner on the floor in my room and began to cry. My tummy felt bruised from the punch I had received. I took off my blouse and saw that I was bruised. I was so scared. All I could do was cry. I couldn't believe th
