Katieran Prime Miracle (Katieran Prime Series Book 9) Read Free

work. But now that Donald was at home with nothing to do, his drinking got a whole lot worse.
    When she turned sixteen years old she began to feel awkward around him. He started to pay too much attention to her and what she was wearing. She tried to tell her mother, but her mother always brushed it off, telling her she was making things up. She tried to ignore the lingering looks, the times he ‘accidentally’ bumped into her, which would result in his hands on her ass or breasts. She stopped bathing at her house, going over to her friends’ houses instead or taking a shower at school after gym.
    One night, while her mother was still working at the diner, Donald got drunk and high and came stumbling into her bedroom. He fell on her bed, trying to take her clothes off and touch her. She knew he was too strong for her, even in that state, and that he would rape her. She kicked and punched and screamed, but he wouldn’t stop touching her, hurting her with his bruising grip. When he tried to get to her pajama pants, she knew she had to stop him somehow.
    Out of desperation, she managed to reach for her lamp and swung out, knocking him on the back side of his head. He fell to the floor. She dropped the lamp next to him and sat there frozen. There had been so much blood all over him and her carpet. She’d never seen that much blood. She feared that she’d killed him, because he wasn’t moving, and she threw up right there on him, her bed, her carpet, and on herself.
    She was scared. All she could think to do was run over to the neighbor’s house, but no one was home. She went back to her house and heard her stepdad trying to move around. There was no telling what he would do to her when he became fully conscious. She had to get away, so she grabbed the spare key to Donald’s truck. Her heart was beating so fast she thought it would burst out of her chest. She drove the truck to the restaurant where mother was working her second shift.
    Through her hysterical sobbing, she managed to tell her mother what had happened. Her mother didn’t believe her. She said that Donald had called and told her that Rose had tried to seduce him, and that when he refused, she’d become violent and hit him. He was threatening to call the cops on her for assaulting him and stealing his truck. Rose was scared and didn’t know what to do, so she took the truck and drove it until it ran out of gas.
    She stayed with a few friends until their parents made her leave. Soon she had nowhere else to go, and found herself living on the streets in abandoned buildings. Rose had thought that Donald was the worst type of person she would ever meet, but living on the streets taught her that there were people a lot worse than him.
    Rose had lucked out one night when it got really cold. She went to a nearby shelter and met a wonderful woman there named Darlene Jamison. Darlene was a counselor, and helped out for free at the shelter. She was an amazing woman who listened to Rose’s story and believed her.
    Darlene encouraged her file for emancipation so she would no longer be under her mother’s control. It was a big deal: she had to petition the family court requesting emancipation, and had to tell them why it was best for her to not to return to her mother’s home. Rehashing the whole story was completely humiliating, but Darlene stood by her side the whole time so that she wouldn’t feel alone.
    Darlene helped her get a part-time job and find a roommate to split living expenses with while she went to night school and took online courses to get her diploma. She only saw her mother a few times over the next ten years, and only after Donald had left her, cleaning out their bank account before he went. Her relationship with her mother had never been the same.
    Rose felt that Darlene had been more of a mother figure to her than her own mother. She owed everything to her, and hated to think where she would have ended up if she hadn’t met her. Darlene had been