Yes, I was glad, too. It had been about three years since my older niece and I had last seen each other. It had been three years since my mother had walked in on Jackie raping me, and I had been worried sick about Ally since that horrible night. Now, all seemed right because the two of us were finally together again to watch 'Hangin' Tough Live' and drool over the guys once more. Ally watched Jordan Knight walk on the stage to sing 'I'll Be Loving You Forever,' and dark eyes lit up, even though she didn't smile.
'My God,' I said. 'Alyssa, Jordan is weird. Why don't you like Joe? At least he doesn't suck.'
I hadn't said that because I didn't like Jordan, but I'd said it to get my niece going. Jordan Knight was okay, but I'd never tell my niece that. If I told Alyssa that Jordan didn't bug me, then it would ruin the fun of us fighting over which New Kid was the cutest.
'Joe's a girl,' Alyssa smirked. 'The way he used to sing 'Please Don't Go Girl,' it sounded like he was a girl.' She laughed.
'What are you talking about? My guy isn't the one who sings soprano, is he?'
'You're right,' Ally smiled. 'I never heard Kevin do that. So, did he French kiss you yet?'
'What?' I turned beet red. Kevin hadn't given me my first French kiss yet, but I secretly dremt of it whenver my mind would wander. 'Get real, Alyssa. I'm only nine years old.'
'You want him to, don't you? A nice, long, hot tongue kiss...'
I would have cringed with embarrassment had I not been taking notice of something truly frightening about Jordan Knight. He had brown eyes... I hated brown eyes on men because Jack had them, and he'd raped us.
'Alyssa, Jordan has brown eyes. Like...'
'Jack,' Ally finished with a frown. Then, she blurted something with tears streaming down her thin and gaunt face. 'He's home, Kim. And... he still does it. Jack still rapes me every damn day!'
We both sobbed as we saw Jordan Knight singing 'I'll Be Loving You Forever,' and from that day forward, we'd never be able to watch that part of our favorite New Kids concert again without remembering what had happened, and then crying hysterically about it. The year was 1990, and Ally was ten and I had just turned nine. That year, something the New Kids On The Block had done broke my heart for the first time. That part of 'Hangin' Tough Live' would forever shatter my niece and I every time we saw it, no matter how hard we tried to forget it. Even if Alyssa could bring amnesia onto herself." Kim Froberg, The Silence In The Sunshine TM.
FRED DURST IS FINE! Oh, yeah, this shit's about the book and stuff so I guess I should say I was our faggot-fucker cousin's first victim. See, my dad died and my fuckin' bitch mom let my granparents raise me and all that shit, so I had to grow up in (and out of) the same house as Jack and here I am.
"Mirror, mirror on my God-damn wall, who's the most fucked up of us all?"
"You are, Alyssa."
"I am?! WHOO-HOO!"
Lizards and frogs kick ass and I ain't afraid to say that in junior high I had a muskrat skeleton on the zipper of my back-pack. Told ya I was fucked up! :) Later, bitch! I'm outta this fuckin' hole!
