I won’t tell your mom or anybody.By hearing those words, I felt relieved and told her thank you.Aunt: No need to mention it, Rakesh. But you have to... do me a favor? Only do if you like, otherwise no issues.Me: ok aunt, tell what I have to do?Aunt: you have to come to our home for sleeping at night for few days since uncle is going out of station for 10 days. I won’t get sleep if I sleep alone and I am quite afraid.By hearing those words from her, I was on cloud nine (I knew something fishy was. ‘Fuck knows. Rob a bank, I s’pose,’ said Gus. ‘You girls don’t know what it’s like being on the wrong side of society…’ ‘I don’t know about that,’ said Crystal ruefully. ‘Even if you did get in the shit,’ Gus continued, ‘you’d climb out of it OK. You got an education, I can tell from the highfalutin’ way you speak, those long educated words I don’t rightly know.’ ‘That ain’t the point, Gus,’ said Des. ‘This here girl’s no criminal. She’s like a fucking angel, ‘scuse my French, ma’am. But you. Sometimes I still give him a fight. I kick him in the shin, or stab him with a pen. An elbow to the gut is always fun. Nothing ends up affecting him, however, and I only end up losing privileges.I have been held hostage for about a month now--give or take a few weeks. Dad is an important politician; my kidnappers want to send a message. And it doesn’t hurt that Dad is loaded and that they keep funneling money from him, making false promises they’ll drop me off somewhere.I don’t know how long. While we were there and drinking, Aunt Dee confessed that she had been doing Coke for the past six months and asked if we could score. Coke wasn't my thing, but I asked around and sure as hell for $75 bucks, I got her a gram. I couldn't believe my Aunt was doing coke. It was only 1984, but what the fuck. She disappeared for a few minutes and came out like a new woman. We started dancing at this VFW hall and before I knew it my leg was between hers and we were bumping and grinding like.