Dirty Minded |H.S|

Chapter 5

TW:mentions of sexual assault

I make my way to Harry's kitchen really needing a few shots after everything thats happened in the last ten minutes. I spot the bottles of liquor and fill three shot glasses up to the brim with fireball. I take them back one after the other. Closing my eyes letting myself feel the burning sensation make it's way down my throat.

I open my eyes upon feeling Brinley grabbing the bottle out of my hand pouring it in the shot glasses I used. She takes the shots and looks at me with bloodshot eyes " he heard me yelling stop" she says to me making my heart ache "who?" I say softly to her rubbing soothing circles on her hand "Remi. We where talking about the kinds of music we listen to when I had to use the bathroom." She said shaking her head " I should have just held it" she said looking at me with heavy eyes I grab her bringing her in for a bear hug. A couple of tears streamed down my cheeks I wiped them harshly wishing Harry had just gave him a slow and painful death like he was going to.

Miracle walks in the kitchen as me and brinley are still clinging to each other. She smiles sadly joining us wrapping her arms around me and brinley "everything is going to be okay" Miracle whispers to us.

" where is she Harry" I hear a deep voice boom outside the kitchen. Harry and Remi walk into the kitchen upon seeing the three of us giving a heart to heart hug to one another. Remi walks up to Brinley with a pained expression " are you okay" he asks her while putting a piece of hair behind her ear. I notice his knuckles are bloody with bruising forming on the skin.

Brinley nods at his words but that doesn't seem to be enough for him to know she's okay by the disbelieving look on his face. " No. I need to hear you say it please" he said scanning her face for a response " I'm still a little shaken up but I'm okay" she told him with honesty I knew she was okay for now, but what about later when she's alone and can't sleep because she won't be able to rid the feeling of his disgusting evil grimy hands touching her without permission.

I balled my hands into white knuckled fists my mind beginning to go on airplane mode. Harry looks at my distraught state with worry washing over his face
" Delilah what's wro-" I don't let him finish because I'm quickly making my way through the kitchen needing to find somewhere secluded. I stumble through a hall seeing a door at the end of it I forcefully open it and lock it behind me. I turn on the light making my way to the closet without realizing it I step in and close the door.

I slide down the door grabbing fists full of my hair not being able to stabilize my erratic breathing.The trauma plagued my thoughts and suddenly my mind slipped into nothingness.

Im waken up from my dream of being in a field full of flowers to the sounds of screaming my heart begins to beat really fast. I crawl out of bed quickly slipping into my slippers. I slowly walk to my door putting my ear against it hearing the sounds of glass breaking causing me to jump back from the door.

Dad is hurting mom again I begin to silently sob not wanting dad to hear me because it makes him mad. I bring my hand slowly to the doorknob gently twisting it open. I peer my head out not seeing him or mom I slip my body through the door tip toeing my way to their room.

It's shut but the lights are on I grab the doorknob slowly twisting it open I peer my head in gasping in terror when I see dad has his hands around mommy's throat he turns around from hearing me. I slam their door and run really fast down the hall to my room. I hear dad stomping behind me I run as fast as my feet will let me coming through my door locking it before he can get in.

" Delilah!!" He bangs on the door I begin to cry from how loud the banging is. " Delilah so help me god you better open this door!!" He screams I stumble back and fall I begin to crawl backwards still facing the door as my back hits my closet door I grab the doorknob quickly opening and closing it.