Trinity - The Prophecy

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Author: Kylie Price
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infected on a massive level or worse. Was I going to get Leprosy?
    I wrapped the washcloth over it to dry the gash out. It was about six centimetres long and sat diagonally across the middle of my forearm. The bleeding had slowed again to a slight weep. It made my heart rate drop slightly. If it was not any better by Monday, I would go to the doctors to have it looked at.
    I stood in front of the mirror. The steamy mist had fogged it all up. I reached my hand out, touched it and swiped my hand down and back up a few times till I could see myself. I just looked. I was not sure what I was going to find. Did I look older? No I looked like crap. Under my eyes were dark circles and my eyeballs were so bloodshot. I hadn't even been out that long. I was home before two am and had a good sleep. Why did I look like shit on my birthday?
     
    “Eighteen suits you Trinity,” Sky said as she came barrelling through my room towards me.
    They did not ring. They had actually come to my house. I felt privileged. I knew they didn’t like coming here to see what I had to live with. I couldn’t blame them, I didn’t want them to see it either.
    “My baby girl is all grown up,” Nikkee fake cried as she was right behind Sky and then both of their arms were around me. Suffocating my 18 years away.
    “How do you feel?” Sky asked.
    “Ok. Better now that I had my shower,” I told her.
    They mustn't have noticed my tired bloodshot eyes.
    All three of us sat down on my bed.
    “Did you have fun last night?” Nikkee asked.
    I thought for a moment and then replied, “I actually did.”
    “I can’t believe you are finally 18. We are going to have so much fun now ,” Nikkee squealed in excitement.
    “What’s all this noise for ?” the foster monster spoke from my doorway.
    We all stopped and froze. I wasn’t sure if she scared me or if I just did not want to listen to her. I always just said sorry and carried on with what I was doing. I did not know why she would want to be a foster parent if she hated it so much. I had been with some great foster families, but they were never long term. Why did I have to get the bad one in the bunch of good ones?
    Nikkee piped up and looked her square in the face then said, “In case you don’t know, its Trinity’s birthday today.”
    Her eyes widened a little as if she may have been happy, but then her look turned sour. “So that makes you 18 now. My payments will be cut off. You better start looking for a job so you can finally start to pull your own weight around here.”
    “Ummm, school is nearly finished. Can’t I wait until after that? You know I wanted to go to college,” I spoke up all of the sudden feeling fierce.
    “And I will have to support you for free until then won’t I? How will food be put in the fridge Trinity?” she spat out.
    “What food? Trinity has to eat at my house and sneak out just to have dinner. Meanwhile you are passed out in your stale moth smelling lounge room most of the time. She doesn’t need you, she has us. It is you that needs her,” Nikkee said with conviction and stood up grabbing my hand. “Come on Trin, let’s go enjoy your birthday. We’re not going to let this old cow bring you down.” I stood up as my foster monster’s eyes bore into me.
    “You want to bring friends here that will speak to me like that? If you leave now, don’t bother coming back. I do not need you, or want you. You will never be anything important and I will not waste a single cent more on you.”
    Nikkee took a step forward ready to lash back but I put a hand on her shoulder and said, “Don’t. It’s ok. We will just go. I’ll grab a few things.”
     
    It was quite comical, as I packed my things. There was not a lot that she had ever given me so it was just a sports bag with some clothes and a few trinkets. One in particular was very special to me.
    My EX - foster monster ranted on the whole time; I was going to be nothing, I was lucky I made it to adulthood, I

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