ALMOST EIGHTEEN.

It's boiling fast. The huge cauldron is shaking. What's in it is boiling fast and hard. I'm standing opposite it. The fire underneath is increasing by the minute. I walk to it, the heat burning me. I stand on my toes and peep inside. It's me!? In it was me sitting against the pot, wearing nothing but a thin white dress. The water was filled to my neck, boiling aggressively but I wasn't moving. I should be scared but I'm not. I reached to touch myself in the pot and as I did, I looked up and it was no longer my face. It was Genevieve's. My face turned ugly. Her face exactly the way I saw it last. Her eyes were pure black with marks all over her face and body. She looked like a demon on a quest to kill. In the speed of light, she stood up and turned me into the water. I screamed loud, the water burning me. I'm struggling but she pins me down. My face under f*****g hot water, my feets flailing in the air. I'm gurgling aggressively… "Latoya when will you stop? Until I burn with you?" I pulled my hands from her. " I won't. if having the freedom to rule my life the way I want is hell for you, I'll make sure you rot in there." She slapped my face, panting hard.Her breaths coming out in bits. I held my face, gritting my teeth. “Latoya I'll drag you to hell before you can do it to me... Eighteen is freedom. Eighteen is independence. Latoya wants to be free from it all. She wants answers to herself. Free from her controlling mother, from "it", from herself. Her crush comes along. It seems like a fairytale but it isn't. His coming is not peaceful. It brings with it lies, secrets and pain. She will be forced to face the unthinkable. She is stuck in between three giants. One wants to own her, the other wants to save her. The third, wants to cage her. Will Latoya overcome this? Will she break or become unbreakable?