"Hey y-you sit up " he commanded me slurring the words in the process.
He wasn't even close to sober. This is the worst time to be in the same house let alone room with him. As you sit up you back your back against the head board. He was inching his way closer in the most ungraceful way possible in his drunken state.
"What do you want?" I spat.
'Shit' I thought I will pay for that
I was taken out of my thoughts as a low intimidating growl left his lips. "Don't talk to me like that you slut." He is getting pissed and fast
"Ok, what may the reason your presence is within the confinements of my room father?" I ask in a overly sweet grining.
That's when it hit me, his fist. It hit my jaw with such blunt force my head hit the head board with a bang.
"Don't be such a smart arse you bitch. Always like your mother being the 'smart' one " he air quoted smart. Knowing he meant smartalick. "She always put her two-bits in " I realized I hadn't opened my eyes.
Only to meet his blue ones furiously eyeing my body. He ripped the blanket off the rest of my body. I was in a T-shirt and panties. So I felt so uncomfortable. He sat on the bed next to me. I knew I looked like a deer in head lights when he set his hand on my knee. I felt my eyes widen and my mouth go dry.
This will not happen! I will not allow it.
I was trembling in fear even my thoughts were strong.
"Shhh Kywee-ee" he slurred even worse then before.
He lent forward and I jolted away from him out my door. I turned to see him hot on my heels. I resented turning around.
As soon as I started to decend the stairs he grabbed a fistful of my brown locks. I fell on my knees on the second step down. A strike of pain shot through my spine from my legs. It hurt.
"You shouldn't have done that. Now you'll get it worse. " he sent me an evil smirk.
Still hair in one hand he managed to get his belt undone. Was he going to really go to this extent of pure torture to his first and only born.
He had trouble one handed with the button. He hesitated but said "if you try to leave once I let go youll not be able to play that sport you play or whatever. " he looked at me and let go. I can't possiblly stay here Once he had his pants around his ankles. I bolted for the door. But not before he grabbed my shirt making it rip off my body. "GET YOUR ARSE BACK HERE YOU WHORE!" He screamed as I bolted out the door.
I looked back, no one. Would he come look for me? No. Of course not.
I have been on full force running. Its been a few blocks. I was about to enter town when I heard screeching and a lot of it. From many girls. I took a left into a near alley way between to bulidings. I curled into a ball. I cried for what seemed like forever it could have been minutes or hours. But it didn't matter I heard footsteps. The girls haven't stopped, it was quite annoying I'm going through this and having an hopfully unknown person walking towards me as in almost naked
Oh god why do you make life so hard.....
