MARIA
"Maria Esteban Ramos" The investigator fluently called out.
In a frail attempt not to make eye contact, she stood before walking over to me.
"Which of them?" She asked.
"It was none of them" I replied.
"None of my girls are capable of murder" I said, mostly to convince myself.
"Then maybe you are" She replied as she crossed her legs.
"You all had lots of enemies, probably even amongst yourselves" She said, lowly.
"She jumped, didn't she?" I lied, wiping my tears.
"I don't know what you heard, but she was murdered" She walked back to her seat.
WUAddiction, a habit or practice that damages, jeopardizes or shortens one's life but when ceased causes trauma.Addiction, no matter how fancy one describes it, it damages. It is the fact that you do something, you know hurts you.But just keep doing it, because of something temporary, something you feel.~Wu is a softie.Beneath those thick yards of woman material that craved drugs was just a really just a messed up piece of shit.Her own words.And those tomboyish impulsive behaviors was just to show the world a whole new picture, a picture of someone you shouldn't mess with.But after Ruby's death, there was this side that we had seldomly seen-the broken side.And the self blaming and torturing side-The side that reminded her, she got so much to loose-What she didn't know, she believed could hurt her or
AALIYAH47The instant the song that displayed on the monitor of my laptop changed, there was a message that popped up by the corner-an email.The notification chirped in my headphone, bringing my attention to the message.Miami Medical Teaching HospitalThe header was boldly printed, then followed by the word, acceptance-I sighed one of relief as i navigated my cursor around before clicking on the notification.A precise, short letter marked by the words-Residential Program, Accept, Start, Pay-My eyes scribbled for the important words as a smile crept it's way to my lips.I knew i could really use a win with everything that had been going on."Are you smiling at your computer?" Mother teased, her arms around the
DIANE48THE NIGHT OF THE MURDERWu: Can we talk? At the bar down the block-I paced across the pavement, my gaze fixed upon the text as i sighted the door that led into the bar, with a glittering sign at its top.It didn't take long to sight her by the counter, taking a shot as quickly as possible.The bar had a few people in it, at the same time not to noisy but the bell at door gives away anyone walking in.She turned around before dropping her glass."You know you're not supposed to be at the ba-""Give me a break" She interrupted, obviously drunk as she pulled out a sit beside her."What are you going to have?" She asked as i shook my head."Wu, you're drunk" I said softly to her. 
MARIA49We all came here to be something, most of us didn't sit and plan and tell our parents-"Oh, i wanna be a stripper when i grow up"Because the truth is no one wanted to be a stripper.At least not amongst us-~Flowers everywhere, a bunch of sad faces, the lingering eerie of death...and a moment of silence for the deceased.We stood at the front row, not a word to be uttered nor a movement to be made.Just our attention, our moist eyes through which we grieved.To everyone, she was different.To some, she was a stranger, a friend, a relative but to us, she was more.She was family.I said I'll tell you all about it-
vamp (plural vamps)NounA flirtatious, seductive woman, especially one who uses sexual desire to exploit men. [ca. 1915]~A certain group of strippers are forced to reunite under tragic circumstances.When one of them is found murdered in her home, the five of them come together to form an ally,their aim, to bring the killer to justice.But somewhere along the line, they find their lives entangled each in a bigger mess.With Wu going down for the murder of Ruby, Kaleo Smith, the rest question their trust in each other while Aaliyah faces her battle-Having been held hostage and away from her family and medications, Aaliyah must come together with Diane to forge a plan to escape.Or will there be another death?Perhaps a dep
JULESBad news brought Jules to Miami and haven heard of her sister's suicide-she feels there's more to the story and that's what she's here to find out.What she didn't know is the fact that she walked into the danger, and might never be able to walk out of it.SUSANSomeone you might call shady, Susan befriends Wu in the four walls of incarceration-and as they go along this journey, through the withering foundation of the system-they might just find more than comfort in each other.GLORIAMaria's new acquaintance in the ICE detention facility-Haven found out that Gloria has been through all of this, Maria seeks help on how she might avoid getting deported back to Mexico.And in a way, save both her mother and her children.
JACQUELINE"For the most of her life, she remained that person we knew and we loved-" Her voice came audible with the microphone.Everyone just stared in the silent atmosphere into her moist eyes, from which they saw the pain that enveloped the grief in her voice too."It's just she struggled and she was drowning and we just didn't see it, and there-" She paused as she took a second to wipe a tear."There lies the failure of a mother" She broke down as she pulled the microphone away.I stood afar off in my black dress, yet close enough to see the portrait that leaned against her closed coffin--her picture that represented her passion."Amelia is, uhm-" Someone took the mic from her mother before putting it away.His voice was audible enough without it as he took a second look at
AALIYAH"You know what i found today?" His voice dashed through my eyes as i awoke, startled.He had the usual bulb on as he approached, his footsteps often came before his face."Pictures!" He yelled as he threw some of them to the ground, pictures of me."Missing?" I echoed, a crack in my voice."My bet is on that boyfriend of yours. I saw him earlier, when i went to get you food" He said as he tossed a paperbag closer to me and another to Diane, who sighed.We were apart now, through the day and night in a goddamn storage room that no one knows about and where we'll eventually die.My head was a mess with a migraine but my hair was worse and i bled, time to time i bled from my nose."What do you want with me?" I yelled."You don't want to kill me, unless you'd have been done with that-" I sa