Clueless

Reflection

Sunday comes and goes. My mother returned and acted as though she never left. Lorenzo had cooked dinner for us. Spaghetti and meatballs.
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I made my way towards my room and shouted "Good night" I heard my mother mutter something, but I just jumped into bed. My mind takes me far away. A place where my family is happy again, a place where I'm not brutally touched.
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I'm awaken with the creak of my door opening. It's Lorenzo. He slaps me awake, his eyes bloodshot red. He aggressively kissed my lips yanking my clothes off.
"You think you can look at me that way and not expect nothing in return?" He took the rest of my clothe off and got on top of me. He put it in and my body trebled with fear. I felt my eyes water with every thrust he takes.
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I wake up the next morning naked and cold. I make my way towards the bathroom. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and saw the combinations of scars, bruises and hickeys. I got in the shower and got ready for school.
I made my way downstairs and ate breakfast.
"How'd you sleep" my mother asked.
"Ivd had better nights" I answered drinking my juice.