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Y/N
I watched the water slowly drain from the tub. I reached for my towel from the rack and stepped out, the marble floor instantly chilling to the soles of my feet. I was preparing to leave the bathroom when i turned and met my reflection in the body mirror on the wall, i wasn't really what they'd call self conscious but i always felt like my body could use some fine tuning, a little more meat here, a little more booty there, and then maybe id look somewhat decent. My thoughts were interrupted by chres knocking on the door asking me if i'm okay.
"yes i'm fine ,ill be out in a minute."
I proceeded to grab my towel and wrap it around my self and make my exit out of the bathroom. I opened the door, the hot mist from the bathroom escaping. I proceeded to my room, making my way to my dresser i began to pick out my outfit for the day. I finally settled on something simple a classic white tee with denim blue jeans and vans, my day wasn't going to be spent doing much other than hanging with chres and attempting to forget my horrendous night of events although every time its happened it tends to haunt my mind forever just like all the other times my father has beaten and abused me in such ways.
I make my way down the steps carefully because of the tenderness still lingering between my thighs, chres sees me creeping down with timid careful steps and tries to help me, but i insists that i'm fine. and with a reassuring nod settles back upon the couch. As i make my way over to where he resides on the couch i sit down and let out a deep sigh of relief.
" so have you ate anything yet?" chres says.
"No" i say. "I haven't eaten anything since yesterday after noon."
"well then we've gotta get you something to eat Y/n." He says
with a nice subtle smile as he gets up to retrieve something from the kitchen, I nod with a simple smile and as he walks in the kitchen leaving me on the couch with my thoughts, i begin to think about my Sisters and where they could be right now, Last time id known they were in Florence Spain heading off to the best boarding school for my eldest sister Laurinda's education, she had taken my second oldest sister Janelle with her and had left me to deal with this hell, deep down inside i loathe my eldest sister for leaving me here, But Just knowing she would've taken me if she could've makes me love her at the same time, during that time i was 2 years short of the requiring age to go to the boarding school and couldn't go with her because of it; but that had been many years ago; whose to say where they are now. They had been gone for about 11 years now and my last phone call i received from them was about 7 of those years ago. The purity of that promise was almost gone now nearly ceasing to exist anymore. I've always wanted to let go of the thought of them ever coming back for me but for some reason, if any at all, i could never do it.
My thoughts were interrupted by chres asking me of my need to day dream so much with a light chuckle. "when you live in a night mare its feels good to day dream" i reply with a little forced chuckle while looking down at the eggs and toast he'd brought back from the kitchen. In myperipheral i could see that he was starring at me with a look of intent on his face, as though he had something he wanted to ask me; chres knew i never said what was exactly on my mind, and he never pressured me into telling him,but now it was as though he wanted me to open up to him, for me to tell him everything that had happened to me, And that i knew he wanted to help. Chres was the only one that knew of what i went through on a daily bases; And on many occasions had pleaded with me to go away with him but it was never that simple for me, And the look he Gave me right now told me that he was going to plead with me once again.
"Y/n" He grabbed my hand in his, i didn't look up at him.
"Have you thought about it .......at all?" he said. "of course i have chres, There isn't not really much to think about." i said "I mean i just don't think there isn't a point in me running off with no job, no money, or any where to stay for that matter..". "I've Already told you Y/n you don't have to worry about anything, But you being here isn't healthy.......And from the looks of it i don't think you can take much more of this.." he put his hand on my chin and gently turned my head to face him ".... and i cant take much more of seeing you this way" a hint of passion and a tinge of anger in his words.
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*Flash Back*
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i was in the the 2nd grade when i met chres, My father didn't do what he does to me now, during those days; there was never any molestation involved but there was a lot of abuse. And all i could remember was going to school with a black blue bruise on my hand .........
"hey" the little boy said bashfully as we were in the middle of taking a vocabulary test on the new set of 10 words we were to learn every week in my 2nd grade teacher Mrs. Morison's class. "Hey" i said back quizzically looking at the boy trying to understand why he thought during a test was the right time to be speaking. "whats that on your hand?" he said while bending over to my side of the desk to look at it. "Quiet Kids!" whispered the teacher with a snap "this is a test..!". I quickly shielded my hand from atop the desk and put it under. "Its nothing, Nothing but a little mark"i said more Quietly as to not get reprimanded again while Knowing that the bruise covering my entire top half of my hand was more than a little mark. "How'd you get it?" the boy asked. "My daddy did it." i said Naturally getting nervous and sticking my thumb in my mouth. The boy grabbed my free bruised hand and ran his tiny fingers over it. "why?....." He said. "I don't know. Daddy says when i do bad things i get hit on the hand with the wooden paddle." i whispered Nervously to the boy. Never understanding what it was exactly that i had did wrong.
"alright children hand me your papers, it is now time for recess."I quickly ran away from the boy out to the play ground, But he had followed me eager to know more. Knowing in my mind i had already said to much. I turned around abruptly "why'd wanna know so much stuff?" i asked the boy. "Because i like you alotta lotta" he said in his childish anguish. "And if i was there i woulda made sure he didn't do that any more." He said showing me his tiny fists. I giggled a little and so did he; "so'd wanna be friends?" his childish anguish peeking once more, "sure" I said smiling a little now "we gonna be friends for ever just watch." he said smiling , " okay" I said a little happier now and we walked over to the swings.
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*Flash Back Ends*
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And ever since then he's Been by my side.
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