Chapter Eighty Two

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I don't know how long I sat in the shower with the freezing beads of water beating down on my skin, long having gone cold, the hot water tank now empty. I could no longer tell what was tear staining or what was my skin being red from the cold. Where my hand had been was like a ghost of colour. 

Suddenly I heard a knock outside the bathroom door, sending my heart racing wondering if it was Demetri coming back to hurt me more.

"Olivia are you in here?" my mom softly asks and a sob escapes my lips, like a final breath.

"Yes" I say struggling to get that single word out before the door opened and my mom walked into the bathroom and from sound alone I heard her sit down opposite me on the toilet lid.

"What happened, why are you hiding in the shower?" she asks, and I exhale.

"I can't tell you mom, it's too embarrassing" I say.

"If you feel you can't tell someone something because it is bad or embarrassing you should probably tell them, because your body naturally acts by survival instinct" my mom says simply and I breath in and out once more.

"The toilet you're sitting on had a bunch of paper torn up and flushed down it. On those pages were a bunch of events and things that happened to me over the past few months" I say.

"Why would they be put into the toilet and flushed?" my mom asks, and it was then that I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my body before pulling open the curtain.

"Because it was things that Demetri did, also I was in the shower crying because... because I...". I was unable to say what happened and once again I started crying.

"Demetri came over and then he..." I sob lowering my head, "and no one will believe me if I say what happened".

I collapsed to the ground in a ball, covering my eyes all the while sobs wracked my body.

"Olivia did Demetri touch you without your consent?" my mom asks suddenly sounding very serious despite the softness of her voice, and I felt my stomach twist as I nodded unable to verbally answer.

"Please use your words" she says moving to kneel in front of me.

"Yes".

"Did he do anything else to you".

"Yes".

"What did he do to you Olivia?".

"He... he, raped me" I exhale glancing up to look at my mom, whose face was obscured by my tears, "I'm so sorry mom, I never meant for this to happen, I never meant for anything like this to happen to me. I understand if you are mad and don't see me as your daughter anymore" I sob.

My mom then moved as I lowered my head and wrapped me in a hug.

"You will always be my daughter to me, no matter what happens, and you will have me as your mother to be here for you. But the first thing we should do is get you to take a plan B pill in the event anything happened. So you get yourself cleaned up, and I am going to buy some, along with an anti bacterial, there will be blood wherever you were raped from your hymen breaking, and we'll clean that up after I get back" she says and I hug her back even though I was likely soaking her clothing.

"Why do you believe me, I expected you to be mad".

"A parents greatest flaw is that we believe things about our children. You're too kind, too gentle to accuse anyone of rape without it being what happened" she says with a warm smile.

"There isn't any proof for what happened, and I know there is no proof" I say.

My mom sighs, "and that is why you never forgive him. As harsh as this will sound, you joined the ninety-seven percent of girls. Every mother prays their daughter stays in the three percent but now I suppose I tell you. That he doesn't love you if he was willing to do something so vile to you of all people. But someone will, it may not be soon but someone will love you in a way I can't describe to you. Until then though I will always be here for you Olivia".

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