The End

I sat there with her,
kinda hovered over her in the dark,
waiting. She seemed comfortable,
and I... well, I was trying to be
there for someone who didn't
want me to be; but somehow, I didn't
care.
We sat there, among mud,
bugs, and the stale air
counting the hours as they passed,

Alone.

A police car pulled up in front of
the big, old house. vanessa and I
could see it from where we were,
it was a policeman. We both knew
where this was going. He slowly
pulled into the driveway, got
out of his patrol car with his
chest poked out: showing off his ego.
We watched. Still. Peaceful. Good little gurls.
He straddled, checking for his nightstick
and other officer paraphernalia. We
weren't impressed.

*bang bang bang*
He knocked away at the door.
We still sat there, trying not to
breathe.. *bang bang bang*
"Is anyone there? This is Officer Pelote."
He manned the front door, blowing off
steam, and awaiting an answer.
*bang bang bang*
"Hello! This is the Windermere Police. If anyone's
home, I'd like to come in and talk with you
about a little gurl named vanessa."

vanessa shrugged her shoulders,
and dashed from under the house on her knees.
I cried. I noticed her shadow getting
smaller. She was brave. She was being
the vanessa I loved to hate.
"I'm home, and I'm vanessa."
"You know what I'm here for,
don't you little one?"
"Yeah. It's cuz I did something
I wasn't sposed to."
"Yes, and you're in a lot of
trouble, but we'll talk about that down
at the station. Where are your parents?"
"My daddy ain't here, and I don't know where
he is either."
"Your mother?"
"Dead."
"Is there a family member I can call to...?"
"No."
"Okay then, come with me."

Officer Pelote took vanessa by the hand,
escorted her to the back of his
car, and nodded... as if he knew I was there
watching them.
I sat there, wiping the tears away from my
face and mixing them with the dirt.
vanessa wasn't even scared, but
I was... for her.

©Tremaine L. Loadholt





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