Pleasing Silas

29

-Sophia Russo-

*TW*

I wait and wait for that door to open and see what happens next, I hug my shaking body and bury my head into my legs now pulling at my hair.

I can't do this anymore, I can't stay here and fight, when is Silas going to get me? Is he even going to?

My head shoots up and I see my brother walking in, I freeze and watch as he gets closer and closer, as his hands get closer and closer until I'm now looking up at him.

"I don't think he's coming for you dear sister." My brother tsks, the tears fill my eyes slowly as his other hand trails to his shirt that he made me wear "I told you he wasn't the one for you." He says again, his eyes are red.

I try and back away from him but his hands keep me in place "Ryan please.." I say "please let me go, I'm sorry.." i says

Ryan shakes his head "why did you leave Sophia we were all happy together, I was happy when you were home but you decided to leave, leave me." He frowns.

I let out a sob when I feel his hand under his shirt that slowly trails farther and farther up.

"He doesn't deserve you Sophie he'll never deserve you." Ryan says now leaning in closer.

I'm terrified right now, i feel like a little kid again and seeing him doing this the first time.

I thought I wouldn't have to deal with this after I left home but I did, and now he's doing everything again like he did to me when we were kids. I was ten. He was sixteen.

"Please stop.." I say as I feel him kissing my neck "I can't Sophia I have to show you Silas doesn't deserve you." Ryan says against my skin.

I let out a pained whimper when he forced himself onto me "don't worry, I'll make sure to get rid of him soon. Okay?" Ryan says, another sob.

It hurts. I try and pretend it's not happening but I can't, it's happening all over again.

I see him grab something and see him light the cigarette, first he smokes it I try my hardest to push him away to not let it happen but I fail.

He pushes the cigarette in my mouth and waits for me to inhale it, he pulls it away and I exhale coughing, a smile makes his way on his lips.

"I'll make sure he doesn't come for you, if he does I'll have to get rid of him." He grips my arm tightly and i whimper from how harsh his grip is

I can feel the bruise forming already, when will it stop? When will I be free? Free from this.

I don't want to be silenced anymore, but I am, I've always been I'm tired of it, I want to scream for help so someone stops him.

I feel like I have no control of my body, as if I'm a puppet and someone is controlling my every move, my every breath, each word that leaves my mouth, I'm in no control whatsoever.

I let out a shaky breath when I see Ryan getting up, I watch as he walks out and I press the heel of my palms into my eyes, I hold back the scream I want to release, but I can't, I scream.

I scream and scream for help, for someone to hear, for someone to actually hear me, not just hear the scream but hear the cry for help, helping me.

Letting me leave, not allowing my brother to come near me at all, to just, hear me. Hear me like I've always wanted.

Silas always heard me, always let me talk, take my pain away even for a little bit, he did it. And it helped, helped so much that I felt like I was human, like I was in control, that I had a say.