Molested

And it all began here

*bzzzzz.... bzzzzz*
>New message from: Mom.<
Hey Katie. Can I call you, or Is your foster mom around?
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Me>Yes mom, you can call.
*Phone rings*
Mom>Hey how was your day ?
*i sob into the phone*
Me>It was horrible, Andrew and I got in an argument but were gonna be okay.
Mom>Aww sweety I'm sorry, hey I have a few questions to ask you, do you ever remember your father touching you when you were little?
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And in that moment flashbacks start swirling around in my memory and its like I've been flooded with things that I've blocked out for so many years.
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Mom>One time when you were two I walked into your father holding you naked on his face as you screamed and he licked you.
Me>Omg mom, stop! I know he hurt me, but damn. He's not the only one who did stuff to me, I don't need you adding more stuff to the list that there is no way in hell I'd remember.
Mom> okay sorry.
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What she didn't know was that there'd been 3 other males that had also hurt me, 2 adults, 1 child.
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"Katie can you please hurry up, we are going to be late getting you to your friends party!" My foster mother yelled from downstairs.
"okay jeez, hold on!" I yelled back.
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Damn why is she so impatient.
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FOSTER MOM> awh seriously? That outfit? You look like a tramp!
Me> omg. Could you stop. It's cute.
Fm> your belly is showing..
Me> so what? I am going to a party, not church.
Fm> fine. What does it take to get people to wear clothes in this house.
Me> it's just a damn crop top. It's not like my boobs are hanging out or something jeez.
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One time when we went out, I wore shorts and a crop top and some guy came up to me and grabbed my ass and said I had a nice body, so I think she gets a little paranoid when we go out.
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As I walked into the party my boyfriend walked up to me and handed me a drink, "Hey cutie, glad you could finally make it!" He said
Me> funny babe... Very funny
Him> why don't we go dance in the back and have a little fun, eh? What do you think about that?
Me> let me go give Amanda her present and then ill think about it
Him> jeez. I just wanna dance with you baby. Dance with me
Me>I said ill think about it damn babe
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I don't like dancing because a lot of times it ends up with grinding and when I was a few years younger a guy made me rub my butt all over his dick at a party while we were dancing and it freaks me out, but Andrew doesn't know that.
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Him> can you please just come dance with me baby?
Me> as long as it stays clean haha
Him> slow dance ;)
Me> fine.
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When I finally got home I asked if Andrew could come over, it was around 11 so he ended up just spending the night. My foster mom liked him so it wasn't too big of a deal.
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-kdg
... Sorry it's boring rn, I didn't wanna put too much in the first chapter, but there's more to come :) by the way,
All characters names are changed for privacy. So my name isn't really Katie. If you wanna get to know me you can call me Flower :)