Chapter 14

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Chapter 14: - Bad Memories - Getting uncomfortable with this position, I plan to turn to the other side of the bed but I can't because something big is on me. Not wanting to open my eyes and get blinded by the sun I swayed my hands back and forth to see what was above me but when I touched those soft hairs again all my memories ran back into my head. For a second I was happy but I opened my eyes in shock to see him still sleeping on me. I couldn't deny the fact he looked so freaking cute while sleeping but I am not going to touch him. I turned around to see the alarm clock ringing like a i***t, without notice I slammed it on the floor. What if mom comes here and she sees me because it time for school. If I dont wake up she is going to come here. "Can you move I have to go to school and if I miss school I won't be going to the water park this weekend. Which is a really big thing for me.....okay I throw you in the washroom if you don't get up. Can you even hear me?....Deaf idiot." I folded my hands and laid back down when nothing changed. The door flung open and I turned to see mom standing there with a horrifying expression. Oh no.....she is probably thinking that I and him...eww "Mom wait this isn't what it seems." I tried to get up but I was pulled back down. She ran out of the door and closed it. "Get off me you i***t and get out of my house or I will call the police.....even though I have no idea how to use a phone." I screamed as I started to box him...maybe I should slap him and take my revenge...hehe. Before I could succeed in that plan he got up from me, tiredly. I immediately took my chance and jumped of the bed but when I felt my head going dizzy and my back bones crooking, I held the nearest table while giving death stares to him. "Close the window. Sun to disturbing." He said as he plopped back on my bed. I opened my mouth to say something but by then he was already dead asleep, snorting like a pig. I didn't care, I ran out of the room to see where mom freaked out and went. "Mom I promise I wasn't doing anything." I said as I raised my both both hands up. "Its okay. I know that this your age to get all this but you could have at least told me that you and Damien were a thing. You know how much shocked I was from last night. I thought he was going to kill you or something but-" "Mom stop stop stop. There is nothing going on. I swear that I didn't even touch him once or anything else. I am still 16 and I am not bad girl so don't see me like that. And right now please remove him out of my bed. I have to go to school and he is not even getting up." I confessed as I pointed at my door. She nodded and walked inside. I sighed in relief and ran to the kitchen to grab some bars. I sat on the table waiting for mom to come back. I hope she whips his ass and then he won't ever talk to me. I smirked by just thinking about that it but home came out of the room with nothing then I walked up to her. "Is he out?" I questioned. "Not exactly but he will be soon. You go get ready for school, I will call Steve to wake him up because I don't want to die this early. " she said as she walked away. With my mouth hanging open I walked back or the room to see him sleeping. I ignored that fact and rushed to the bathroom. I had to go to school because tomorrow is Thursday and I will be going out with mom to water park. I am excited for that. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I hoped out of the washroom and pulled out my clothes to lay them on the bed but I stopped immediately when I saw him taking over my small bed. Pure donkey... I walked to the corner of the room and hid behind the tables, making sure he didn't saw me changing. I pulled the shirt of my body and threw it to the corner while sneaking glances at the donkey. I took my time to wear the shirt and then when I started to wear my jeans I heard him.... "Nice ass, I was just dreaming about it." He said. I flinched and turned around to see him smiling and laying down wide awake. I felt my cheeks heating up and before this got more embarrassing I wore my jeans and turned around. "Aww why so fast." He pouted. I rolled my eyes and looked around from my school bag when I couldn't see it anywhere I started to bite my lip roughly. When I was 13 I never found my bag and I used to cry like a baby and then I turned around to see it on my foot but this time it wasn't anywhere to be seen. Damien was watching every move of mine, I am sure he has it. Just as that thought came in my mind I looked back to see him pulling books out of my bag. "Hey what are you doing?" I immediately ran to him and pulled my bag but he already was running out of the room with my diary. I have everything in it, even about dad and him. He couldn't read it. Yelling his name I ran behind him with holding my bag on my back. When he was nowhere to be seen I ran to mom but she was already shocked. "You didn't leave yet. Your bus is outside." She stated as she walked to me. "Mom he has my-" "Go, you are going to miss your bus." She practically kicked me out of the house. Why doesn't anyone listens to me? I jogged to the bus and got in with the fear of him having the diary. If he reads it the he won't stop laughing. I sat on my seat and placed my head on the glass. Slowly I started to cry when I started to think about him. ° Flash back ° Jumping around the house was something I always did. Daddy and my uncle were talking in the office at the top. Mommy and my aunty was cooking something. I had no idea where mason was. He is my only cousin I have and he is sixteen when I am only 7 years old. While jumping on the sofa I felt a hand wrap around my foot and in a second it pulled my foot and I fell on the floor. Tears started to appear in my eyes, I looked back to see mason angry as usual. "Where are your manners?" He said in his arrogant tone. "Sorry sir." I said as I got up and stood beside him. He stared at me for a second and then I looked down onto my broken nails. Whenever I got nervous I always bit my nail but then when he saw me, he slapped me every time I bit my nail and because of that I only bite my nails when I am not around him. "Your dad told me to give you a shower so now go to your bathroom, remove your clothes and wait for me." He ordered. "But I told daddy I don't you to make me bath." I spoke. Last time, when he made me bath, he purposely switched the water to the cold side and then held me down in the bath tub. I was crying and screaming but he never stopped but then after hours of chilling he got a important phone call and he stopped the water. Afraid and scared I immediately ran out for mom but she wasn't in the home, only dad was. I told him everything and he called me a liar and also strictly yelled at me not to tell anything to mom, so I didn't. "Aww is the bïtch getting scared...." He tugged a piece of my hair. "If in five minutes I don't see you in the bathtub naked you will get the worst of me." He assured while pulling my hair much harder. I nodded in fear and ran but he immediately caught my hand and pulled me back. "Not your room, go to my room." He said. I gulped and ran to his room. Which was on the top corner of the house, no one ever came here neither did I. I gaped when I looked at the black posters and everything else was so dark. I removed all my clothes and walked in his bathroom to see a big bath but he had all sorts of things around he room. Like handcuffs, knife and blades. Why does he has this stuff? Either way I love the bath tub. Its so big, filled with water. "Get in." I flinched when he said from back. I bit my lip and pushed my body to the water hoping it wasn't cold. I sighed when I felt the warmness around me, relaxing my sore muscles. "Sit straight." He said as he pulled his black shirt and now he was only left in his wife beater. I sat straight and he kneeled down to me. Still afraid of what was going to happen I started to shiver in this warm water. "Give me your hands." He ordered while pulling out his big hand. I placed my both hand in his and he tied them together. "What is this for sir?" I asked as I got scared. "Nothing baby...now lie down on your back and don't make a noise. It will hurt less if you just close your eyes and relax." He said. I gulped and turned around. According to his instructions I laid on my back. My height was pretty short and this tub was quite big so I could easily fit. I closed my eyes and relaxed but I couldn't at least not with my hands tied. I felt a few movements around the bathroom and in a minute I felt something drilling my skin. I screamed loudly and cried but he held me down and continued to drill something in my back. "Stop please stop." I cried out as I tried to move but I couldn't so I gave up and let the darkness invade me. -- When I woke up I was back in my room, all cleaned but my back hurting a lot. I jumped of my bed and ran to the mirror. I lifted my pink dress up and turned around to see his name tattooed on my back. It wasn't small but big. The following days he left this house with my uncle and never came back and that's when i decided to show it to my mother but after that she broke down into pieces while sharing hugs. I didn't know why she was crying but after that day things went horrible and daddy also left without telling us anything.
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