2 weeks later
Time went by so far and it was already just half month left for Hannah's leave. She was so excited about it.
/Hannah's POV/
I was sitting in my bed scrolling through Instagram when my dad came in. I instantly got up as I knew it wouldn't mean anything good. And as I expected he started to talk to me without even saying a 'Hi!'.. After he finished he went out of the room leaving me there speechless.
I went to my closet with my dads words in my head "You are going to meet an important person and I want you to have a good atmosphere. Get ready in 30 minutes then come down. I will wait for you in the car."
Who can be that important person that my father wants me to meet..? He never gets me in his life and I also don't tell him any of my personal secrets. We are usually cold with each other and I'm not even willing to get closer to him since he took the only person I could be myself with when I was just a kid... Anyways I'm over it.
After I got ready with my makeup I went downstairs as my dad told me.
He was in his black, business car he always used for serious meetings. At this point I got a lil bit confused, not sure about who I'm gonna meet.. anyways I hopped in the car and then our ride started.
The whole ride was silent as always. When we finally got there a guy was opening the door for me and helped me out of the car. It was a very genuine thing from him but I got used to it in my whole life to be honest.
The restaurant we went to was really as fancy as I expected it to be. The chandelier was soo beautiful because it was made out of diamonds and gold and diamonds can break the light in a very elegant way. We went to a table where a woman and a boy sat. I didn't see the boy's face but he was very familiar even from behind. As we got there they also stood up.
-Hannah! This lady here is your moth-.. your stepmother -my dad said in a very happy yet elegant way. To be honest I wasn't even surprised and also it really didn't bother me as I knew I will fly out of this shittines a few weeks later. But because of manners and, even false, kindness I went to the woman to greet her, but just then I saw who the boy was...
-oh my gosh..!! -I stepped back as I saw the man's face. He was the guy he was THE red flag I promised myself would never meet again and here I stood in front of him.
*FLASBACK* 3 months ago
The lights flashed from green to red then to blue and kept going on like this. I was at the bar. I didn't like to go there in the busiest times. That much people, that loud music and all with those bastards... but now I felt like I had to reduce my stress level with this. Actually I never drank alcohol before and even if I did so that was just like one sip. But today was different. As soon as I got in the bar I went to the bartender and told him to give me one cup of Gin tonic. Of course he asked me for my ID card and as we know it I'm only 17 so it would be hard to get a normal amount of alcohol at this age in America.
-Excuse me miss but I'm afraid we can't serve you if you're underaged. -he said in a sweet voice yet I still felt like he's betraying me. Oww such a mood killer. Anyways I saw a guy sitting at a table ALONE with a cup of ALCOHOL. OK my place is THERE!!!
Without even thinking about what I am actually doing right now I went to the table.
-Hi! Would you mind if I sit there? -I asked curiously
-Om yeah take a seat of course. -he seemed to be a very confident and kind guy -by the way do you want to try this? -he pointed at the drink in his hands
-I don't even know... -I said hesitantly. like of course I came here to drink but I'm not sure that I can bear alcohol.
-Please.. it will be good I promise -I don't know why but I felt like his charm took me over and I couldn't help but do as he said. I took a sip from the glass. It was very... full. Like I mean I thought it was a weak wine but it was a very strong cocktail-like something. But the taste of it... Oh My Gosh. It made me take another sip and then another and this continued until I became completely drunk.
-Well, well. It looks like our princess doesn't bear alcohol that much... -the boy said in a victorious voice.
-Give me another -I begged for more as the power of the alcohol took over my senses and mind
-NO darling. Let me take you to a.. less busy room. -he said as he started to drag me to a private room. When we got inside he closed the door behind us and threw me on the couch. My senses were weak and my mind was foggy but I still could sense what was going on and I could NEVER let that happen. As the male hovered above me I tried to push him but I failed as I was weak and he was much stronger than me.
Slowly I started to give up because I lost all the power left in me. The boy slowly started to take my clothes off and then the rest happened by themselves.
I was so sad and the only things I felt were my tears rolling down in my cheeks and the pain. The pain of not being able to do anything and I can thank all of this to myself.
Am I really gonna have my first time with this guy...?
This guy's whose name I don't even know..?
I felt really lost and hopeless. I felt like a whore. And then suddenly I felt powerous from somewhere.
I pushed the guy and he fell on the floor because of the sudden push. He tried to reach me back again but I kicked him. 3 TIMES!! Probably that was the most violent thing I ever did. After that I got my clothes on quickly and rushed out of this bar as soon as possible. I ran home because we lived near to the bar and after I got home I went straight to the bathroom.
As I expected, nobody was home. I made myself a bath to collect all my thoughts together and to get a little bit sobered up. After the bath I went to my bed and couldn't help but fall asleep immediately.
That night I woke up 4 times and every time I had the feeling of being under control in that way.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
-oh my gosh..!!
-What's your problem Hannah?
-I just-I just need to go outside...
-NO! you're staying with us! This is your first dinner with your mother and your brother and you just wanna rush out for some silly reasons?!
-THEY ARE NOT MY FAMILY AND THEY WILL NEVER BE!! -I shouted as I started to run. Out of here. Out of this hell. I didn't even care about my fathers words. Like I didn't hear them. I ran and ran till I got to the park next to the restaurant. Nobody came after me. Fine I'm safe then.
After 10 minutes I knew I should go back but I just couldn't bear looking at that bastard's face again. After like 20 minutes I finally got myself together and went back but I didn't tell anyone not a single word and as I didn't have an appetite I didn't eat much.
The night went through like this and as soon as we got home I went straight to my room and locked myself up. I just could bear my dads scolding as an extra gift for today. I threw myself to the bed and got deep into my thoughts. Somehow out of nowhere I started to cry as all the past traumas of mine came up all at once. I cried for like an hour till I cried myself to sleep.
It hurt me a lot. I just realized then how much things I got into myself. It did hurt a lot. The fact that no one came to even check if everything's OK or not.
It hurt me very much...
