Marks
826 Words
"Looks like I got carried away."
"If mom sees this, she is going to know. I got it here."
"Let’s not panic. We just need to look at our options."
"What can I do?"
"Hide it under your clothes or with makeup."
"Nope, Mom could always tell when I did that."
"Hmmm... Give me a minute. "
He paces back and forth.
"I will have a man drive you home. You can insinuate that you want to date them or have a romantic thing with them."
"That could work but who will take me. Also, will you be there when she goes off on me?"
"Once I get out of here, I promise I will back you up."
I cover the spot the best I can with my shirt.
I take a look at his watch and realize we are almost out of time.
"You know she wants me home before dinner. We need to think fast."
"That guy earlier will take you home, no problem."
"The pervert?"
"Yeah, I have no doubt he will. I, of course, will warn him about getting frisky with you. He looks nothing like me, and neither does his car. It will be perfect."
"I will do this, but please tell me you are leaving my mom soon."
"My P.I. has gotten some good evidence, but he thinks he needs more to make a solid case. I swear the moment we get enough, I am out. Then, after the divorce, we can try this for real."
I put my hair down for extra coverage and walked into the office.
"Should I order you some lunch, sir?"
"How about you order us a pizza."
"Yes, sir."
I ordered food and we ate. I can't stop thinking about my neck.
He called the guy in and asked him to take me home. The guy agreed despite Ross's warning.
I walk out to the parking area with the guy. He is shorter than Ross and more slim than built. His hair is a dark blond, but he looks like he might be getting some grays.
"Here is my car. Let me help you." He opens the door to his white car and rushes me in by putting his hand on my a**. I hurry to sit down to get him off of me. I already regret this. He runs to the other side and gets in.
"I got instructions to your place from Ross. I hope that's okay."
"Of course. I really need to get there fast so my mom doesn't freak out."
"Well let’s get you home." I am happy he is just driving now.
I sit at the edge of my seat, waiting to jump out.
"How was your first day?"
"It wasn't as bad. I at least didn't do anything embarrassing."
"You are lucky. On my first day, I caught the break room on fire."
"I am really glad I didn't do that."
We get close to the house.
"The driveway is just right here." He pulls up, and I go to get out, but he locks the door. I unlock it, but he pulls me towards him.
"So, are you seeing anyone."
"No.." He cuts me off with a kiss. I hate it. He tastes like cigarettes. I try to push him off, but he moves to my neck. He starts sucking it hard, making me panic.
"Stop! Please!" He shushes me and moves to the other side of my necks and tries to pull down my blouse.
I let out a scream, and the door opens, making him let me go.
"How dare you touch my daughter!"
"Mom!"
She yanks me out of the car.
"Get the f*** out of here." She yells before slamming the door.
"Thank you, mom."
"You hush up you slut!"
"What? Mom!"
"Look at your neck. You let him get all over you."
"I didn't let him. He forced himself on me."
"Whatever, just get inside already. "
Tears roll down my eyes as I walk in. She had to if heard me scream. I walk into my bathroom and get undressed. I turn on the shower and sit under the water. I cry, letting everything out. The feeling of him still sits on my skin. His nasty cigarette breath sits on my lips. Will Daddy believe me? I stand up and scrub myself raw. Once my skin is red, I get out and begin brushing my teeth. I use lots of toothpaste and mouthwash. I try to hide my neck under my hair before going out to the kitchen. Just cook a simple dinner and go to bed. I try repeating that.
Walking out, I ignore my mom. I decided to just make some pork chops and mashed potatoes.
Daddy got here just as the food was ready. Mom pushed me out of the way and started making up the plates. I can’t even look at him. I can’t look at anyone.
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