"I couldn't kiss him back, I was just laying there trying to catch my breath"

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•Molly's part•
They gave us dinner and showed us around the house and helped us unpack. They were very nice to us. It then was bedtime they said and sent us to bed. I looked through my wardrobe and saw Rafes hoodie. I put it on and went into bed. I was looking at my phone that night and saw that Rafe didn't text. Next thing I hear something at the window and turn around. I see Rafe. He got in my window. It was spilling rain and he was soaking wet. His hair was dripping and he threw back his head and ran his fingers through it. 'Miss me', I say to him. He has a big bag at his foot, I ask 'what's that?' He opens it up. Clothes were inside. 'I'm going to leave this here and whenever I'm stay over, I can get new clothes.' He puts it in the wardrobe. He sees I'm wearing his hoodie and smiles to himself. He takes off his soaking wet clothes and put them in a basket and jumped In bed beside me. He was cold and got me to lay on him to keep him warm. The door was locked so he stayed with me all night, kissing my head and holding me. He said to me 'My dad and Rose are staying in my house for awhile.' I could see he wasn't happy. He continued 'I do everything for him but he always.' Rafe stops. I say 'he always does what?' I was now concerned about Rafe. He replied 'nothing forget about it.' I reach behind me and turn on the light to look at him. He was battered and bruised all on his stomach and back. I touched the bruises and say 'these are not from me.' Rafe had gave me hickeys and bruises all around me but nothing as bad as what was on him. I say again 'Rafe what happened'. He answered 'Moll I'm fine don't worry.' I say one more time in a serious voice. 'Rafe, tell me what happened.' He hesitated for awhile but then got speaking. 'Dad used to hit me when he lived with me but since him and rose moved out he didn't hit me, now he's back and hitting me for no reason.' Rafe looked upset. 'He's a horrible man Molly and when he's at my house, I don't want you there. Ok you hear me.' I say to Rafe 'I love you and I'm always here for you, you can always stay here.' He puts his head on my chest and wraps his arms around me. He falls asleep and I could feel his breathe on me. I woke up the next morning with banging on my door 'Molly open this door,' Charlie says. I wake Rafe up and tell him to go. He gets out the window and gives me a wink. I open the door. Charlie bursts in and walks around the room looking for someone to be in here. 'Why did you lock your door, we already told you locking doors were a no.' I wasn't listening when he said that and made up an excuse. 'If it is ok with you Charlie, I would like to keep my door locked at night. I will keep it open all day expect night. Night is my happy place when I have all my time to myself and I would be afraid if my door was open to let someone burst in.' He agreed and said only at night. I was happy then because it seemed that Rafe would be here at night with me and I would get in trouble if they found out. Charlie says 'Our maid will knock this door every morning to wake you up and we will all have breakfast together every morning.' This seemed ok so I agreed. After breakfast Linda and Charlie went to work. I decided to go over to Rafes even though he told me not too. I peeked in the window and there was Ward hitting Rafe with a pole.  I took a video for proof. Rafe was shouting 'STOP PLEASE STOP!' I decide to run in but Ward stopped and answered his phone and Rafe ran away. Rafe ran upstairs bleeding. I walk into Ward. 'Molly Rafes upstairs.' He said it happily like nothing even happened. I wanted to hurt Ward but I couldn't, not just yet. I run upstairs to Rafe and he says 'what the duck are you doing here.' I sit down beside him on the bed and help him clean himself up. Rafe got up and searched for a cigarette. He stood out beside the window and started smoking. 'Can you please just go molly, if he sees you-.' I interrupt him and say 'I was talking to your dad, he seemed to be fine with me, he even told me where you were.' Rafe takes out another cigarette. I tell him 'stop smoking and let me finish cleaning you up.' He rolls puts out the cig and rolls his eyes and kisses me. I start to clean the blood off his body. 'You may be cleaning me on the outside, but your only making me dirtier on the inside.' I look up at him, he is playing with the seam of my top.  He says 'take it off.' Take it off? I took it off. 'And this,' he points to my bra. He bends down and undid the strap at the back and pulls it down slowly. 'Kiss me', he demands again. I kiss him. He pushes me down on the bed and lines up cocaine on my tits. He snorts it up and then looks up at me. He gets up into my face and says 'I need you.' He kisses me and slyly slips a hand down my skirt. I dig my nails into his back and he keeps going. He kisses me again and then makes his way down to my collarbone, still making eye contact with me. I moaned loudly and he kissed me but I couldn't kiss him back, I was just laying there trying to catch my breath. I couldn't Rafe had complete control over me and he knew it.
Rafes part•
Molly nearly needed an inhaler now. I had her so good. She then started to pull my hair and touch my face. Now she had some control over me.
Everything was going great until dad came bursting in the door. I quickly got a blanket and put it over Molly. I made sure she was covered. He shouts at her 'You dirty little slut.' She looks scared. He turns to me 'To think, you of all people are having sex with a dirty pogue. Now that deserves a punishment.' I say back 'she's not a dirty pogue or a little slut. I told you and I'll tell you again she's my girlfriend.' He answered 'I thought you were joking with me, just to get me mad, so it went over my head. But now I realize your not lying and your actually dating a pogue.' Molly seems hurt. 'Yes I am dating a pogue'. I say as I don't care if she's a pogue or a kook because it's Molly. 'I raised you to be better than this son.' He pulls out a gun and points it at Molly.

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