it was dark and cold and I wasn't alone. I heard him breathing. I could see his tall, large figure but not his face. I could hear his breathing, he was across the small room from me but it was still too close for my liking. I closed my eyes and then opened them again but I was still where I was. I heard footsteps and felt his stale breath on my neck, my body froze as he began touching me in sacred places. I screamed but nobody could hear me, I tried to wriggle from his strong hold but it was impossible. When he finally stopped I sank to the floor, hugging my body. I heard him swear and I slowly looked up to see flashing blue lights. I was saved.
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"ahhh! get away from me!" I screamed and writhed in my sleep, tears streaming silently down my cheeks.
"Zara. its me, everythings fine, your safe."
I felt the loving warmth of my oldest brother holding me close to him, soothing me as I cried against his chest. He lay me down and lay beside me, whispering to me until I drifted back to sleep again.
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Reassurance.
Teen FictionZara is 17 year's old. Her mum, a famous fashion designer and dad, a photographer, travel the world for their work, only coming back to the family home once every now and then. Because of this situation, Zara's older brothers Luca, 23 and Adam, 20 h...
