My Story

Chapter Fifty-Four

I was in the kitchen prepping some chicken putting all the seasonings on it and mixing them with my gloved hands.
"What you making?" Sébastien asked me. I just looked up at him and ignored him.
Once I got the chicken mostly covered with my choice of seasoning I took my gloves off and moved over to the pan putting some olive oil in there then the chicken.
"Mirana can you please talk to me. You've been ignoring me for a while now."
Still ignoring him. I went to the fridge and got out spinach and tomatoes. I looked over at Sébastien who was staring down at his phone. I grabbed a knife and started cutting the tomatoes into slices.
Sébastien walked over to the stove and started mixing the chicken. He looked back at his phone and took off to his office.

Once I was done with everything I started on my brownie mixture putting in some tiny chocolate chips to it before putting it in the pan and into the oven.
I watched as Sébastien walked up the stairs. I grabbed two plates and put the chicken on it and some pasta on the side, the tomatoes and spinach went on top.
"Sébastien your food is ready!" I yelled putting it on the island.
I grabbed my fork and started eating.
"You couldn't wait for me?" Sébastien said once he made it downstairs. I shook my head and handed him a fork.
"Eat it" I said to him.
He smiled at took bite of everything.
"This is actually pretty good baby. Thank you."
"So since this school year is almost over do you think that maybe we can start ordering food so I don't have to wash dishes everyday?"
"Or I could wash them with you." He said in a duh tone.
"Or ... this is a better thought. I don't cook at all."
"No. I can't let you do that. I love your cooking."
"Weekends?"
"Fine. You don't have to cook on the weekends."
I clapped to myself and did a little waddle dance.

"So my chat had been wondering why you don't call me babe or anything like that."
"What did you tell them."
"That you don't like to and that I don't mind for it."
"Sébastien..." he cut me off.
"Baby, listen I don't care that you don't call me those names. Hear me out please." I nodded for him to continue.
"Hearing you say my name makes me happy. I love it okay?" He said and I just nodded. He walked up to me and I backed away.
"Why have you been acting distant?" I questioned looking away from him.
"Are you getting tired of me or dealing with me?"
"Why would you think that?"
"You know what, I shouldn't even be thinking like this we aren't actually together." I said turning off the oven and walking away.
"Mirana."
"No don't say anything." I said going up the stairs.
I went to my little study and laid down on the futon. I pulled up the blanket and drifted off to sleep.

**
"You see no one will ever love you. You are just pathetic, a nobody."
My dad was beating me with his belt because I came home late.
He kept yelling to me that I was a whore just like my mother.
My mother was a great woman.
The belt got put right around my neck. My dad made it seem like I had a collar on and was dragging me down the stairs.
He dragged me all the way to the back yard , throwing me out like a dog.
I hit the ground pretty hard and out came a whimper from me. I just curled up on the floor.
I couldn't move from that ground
I couldn't even move my arms a bit so I can get up.
I felt the strong pressure on my body holding me down when I looked up. I just saw my dad looking down on me. He would kick me and go off on me. Even dragged me back inside after he was done.
He put me over the couch just to get ready to fuck me. I got out of his hold and moved away.
"Daddy no." My shaky voice wasn't helping.
"You're a bad girl that needs to be punished."
He started chasing after me but I would get out of his grasp every time.
But once he finally got me he pinned me to the floor and I was struggling to get free. I wanted to be free from his grasp.
I tried wiggling myself out from underneath him, but it was no use. He got me pinned down so good that it way impossible to get out of.
I started screaming for help but my mouth got covered by my dads hand. He started taking off his pants pulling his cock out. I started wiggling and screaming and tried pushing my dad off me.
"You don't have to do this." I cried.
He started taking my shorts off and I tried keeping my legs as close together so it was harder to take off.
I cried and continued pushing my dad off of me. This wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. To try and push him off. I thought that would be very simple.
He finally got my shorts off and tried putting himself inside me when I was able to push him off of me so that it couldn't happen.
I felt like I pasted out there but I just awoke.

***

I woke up abruptly sitting up. I started crying and then I saw Sébastien sitting down next to me. I put my head in his chest and cried.
"I don't want to be afraid anymore Sébastien." I said crying into his shirt.
"I know baby. I know." He said rubbing my back. "Do you want to come sleep with me?"
I nodded holding onto him. He picked me up and carried me to the room. He set me down on the bed and I moved over so he could lay with me. Right when he laid down I immediately cuddled into his side and he wrapped his arms around me.
"Go to sleep baby...." Sébastien said and I was slowly starting to fall asleep to the sound of his heart beat. "I love you." My eyes widened and I looked up at him. I heard his light snores like how is he fast asleep now?
I shifted onto my elbows trying to wake up Sébastien.
"Sébastien wake up." I said annoyed.
"Baby go to sleep." He grabbed me and rolled me onto my back he rested his head on my chest and fell asleep. I smiled and played with his hair. I missed sleeping in this bed with him..