Cry For Help

The Day He Arrived

When I first heard that Jenny had a new boyfriend. I wasn't sure how to feel about it at first. For so long it was just me, Sofia, Rebecca, Jenny and myself. When I first met him, he seemed like an average guy. He was around 6ft tall, had a bushy moustache which just barely covered his top lip and he seemed fit. However, I could tell from a first glance he had it out for me. 

He always became strict when it came to me. When Sofia and Rebecca would do something bad, he'd just tell them not to do it again. But even if I didn't do anything, he would scold me and tell Jenny that I was some kind of animal. And somehow, she'd always take his side of the story over mine. There was one time his wallet went missing. He then made up a whole story that he "found" the wallet in my room. Just like every other time, Jenny took his side of the story. 

To punish me even further, this man, Philip, demanded that for every two days, I pay him $150 to stay in the house. I pleaded to my aunt to not let Philip take advantage of me like this, but she stayed silent, agreeing with him. So I had no choice but to find a job. And find one, I did. I managed to work over nights at a bar for performances. It let me practice my singing and guitar skills which I was thankful for. But... I quickly learnt about the influence Philip had over my new family. 

Growing up, you expect all kinds of changes. Not just bodies but also behaviours. Before Philip came along, I learnt that Rebecca had taken to selling her body online for money. She would be up at 10pm doing all sorts of intimate activities to herself with a laptop recording her on her bed. It disgusted me, but I didn't want Rebecca to rat me out for being some kind of pervert. I wasn't. The only reason I caught her in the act was because she had something of mine. I wanted to ask her for it back, but I was too embarrassed to ask while she was "entertaining" her viewers. 

Sofia was still my sweet innocent little sister figure. We shared our bedrooms and she often got scared by the rain and thunder. Since the area we lived in was prone to receiving storms, she cuddled up with me in my bed. Staying with Sofia was the closest I'd ever be to having a younger sibling that I could cherish and protect. 

And then with Jenny... Well... I don't think I need to go into details about that. They were boyfriend and girlfriend and they do all sorts of those "activities" together. But what really pissed me off wasn't that he was shagging my aunt. It's that he seemed to know about Rebecca's "modelling" and encouraged her by taking pictures for her. Granted, she wore clothes for that, but the idea that this sick man was preying on his girlfriend's daughter... It makes my stomach churn. I question to myself as I write this if Jenny even knows what Philip is doing. I've wanted to tell her, but I doubt she'd listen to me. 

Amidst this horrid family of mine, the only real person I have is Sofia. 

I prey, Philip never preys on her the way he does Rebecca... Sofia doesn't deserve that.