high school

he's not gonna save me..or will he

"Clar I'm glad I get to do this, now you'll learn to listen."

He got on top of me and started kissing my jaw line, and keeped moving downwards. I started to scream and move out of his grip, but he was way stronger than me.

I felt his hands moving to to the bottom of my shirt. He started to lift my shirt up, and I felt tears rolling down my eyes. So I tried pulling it back down, and he slapped me in my face.

"Stop moving!"

"No get the hell off of me, now!"

"I don't care."

This time he punched me and when I tried pushing him off of me he took off my shirt.

I heard a bang from downstairs, and I could tell my dad cause he looked towards his door. While he was looking I wiggled my way out from under him. He got up and throw me back on his bed.

He got on top of me and I started to cry more cause he started kissing my stomach and working his way up. I looked towards the door and I saw it opening, I felt my dad, at the end of my bra, so I cried more.

I looked back at the door to see who was their, but it was closed all the way it was just my imagination. He started unbuttoning my pants. And that's when the door slammed open.

I saw it was steven he looked so pissed off, and when he saw what my dad was doing he got more pissed. He ran over to the bed and throw my dad off of me, and started beating the crap out of him.

And my stupid self ran over to them and tried to get steven off of my dad.

"Steven stop I think he had enough, stop please."

"Clarissa he deserves what he gets, he was going to rape you, and I wasn't going to just stand their and watch like a dumbass."

"I know but its not like its the first time he did it." I said and I looked down trying to avoid eye contact.

"What do you mean its not like its the first time."

"Nothing just forget it."

I looked back at steven and he was looking at my stomach, I was confused. He stepped towards me and placed one finger against my stomach and followed my scar. It's to my belly button to my hip.

"Clarissa did he do this to you?"

I could tell he was mad, so I looked at the floor and started walking towards my room.

"Clarissa did he do that?"

"Yes he did but I'm fine now, and thanks I don't think he'll wake up till tomorrow." I said while grabbing a shirt out of my closet.

"Don't try to change the subject Clarissa."

"Well maybe I don't wanna talk about it."

" okay, come on let's get you out of this "house" so nothing else happens."

We got in his car and he was driving, and all I could do is stare out the window, trying to take in what just happened. I looked at steven, and he looked like he was cooling down a bit.