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In this chapter, I post Scarlet's dream. Some may find it disturbing so I apologize in advance.  

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*UNEDITED*

CHAPTER 3

*Scarlet's Dream*

I'm in my house, by myself. The house is eerily quiet but the sun is shining brightly through the window in the front of the house and the back door. I'm curled up on the couch watching something on TV. Suddenly there's a knock on the door. I get up, and walk down the wooden stair case to the door. I peek out the glass and recognize a family friend, Doug. I immediately relax and let him in. He walks in and heads up the stairs, me following behind. He starts shoving me in a playful way and before I know it he's chasing me around the house laughing. I'm running around the Island in our kitchen laughing along. I make a dash towards the exit and run to my parents room. He follows. I run in and jump on the bed planning to jump off the other side.

Suddenly, I feel two strong hands pull me back down on the bed, I'm still laughing trying to get away. He doesn't let go. He always let's go. I stop laughing, trying to process what's going on. I feel his hands roaming all over my body. I let out a gasp as his right hand gropes my breast. I look up at his face and I can feel the color drain from my face. He has his eyes closed, and then opens them, a determined look on his face. I yell at him to stop and its not funny anymore but he places himself completely on top of me. I start to panic and start wiggling under him and hitting him but he grabs my arms and pins them over my head.

I feel something wet on my face and realize I'm crying. He places his right hand on both my hands still above my head. I'm begging him to please stop as I feel him pulling my dress up. I'm screaming NO as I feel him pull down my underwear. I'm still thrashing around as I feel him taking off his pants and boxers. He's too strong. A grown man against a skinny 14 year old. I have no chance. But I don't stop moving. Out of nowhere I feel a sharp pain on my left cheek. I taste blood in my mouth as I asume he must've hit me. Then I Iet out a bloodcurling scream as he suddenly thrusts inside me.

*End of dream*

I wake up screaming, my throat sore and someone grabbing my shoulders. My hands hurt and I look down to see I had been digging my nails into my palm.

"sweetie, calm down, please, its OK. I'm here. Shh. Its just a dream" my mom coos. I'm still crying hysterically as I can still feel the sharp pain between my legs. My mother pulls me in to hug me and I start to feel  better.

"Scarlet, stop being a little bitch! Some of us have work in the morning and don't have time for your stupid dreams. Barbara come back to bed!" my dad yells.

I'm too exhausted to even care as he slams the door on his way out. "I'm sorry momma. I'm fine. you can go back to sleep" I say.

"Are you sure honey?" she asks. I look up and I can see she has tears in her eyes. Her forehead is scrunched up in worry and I see she has bags under eyes. I feel guilt take over.

"I'm fine mom, don't worry. Thanks" I say as I give her another hug. She gets up and smiles and leaves room. I lay back down on my bed, my nightmare coming back to me. I feel the tears fall down my face as I lay there wishing it really was just a nightmare, not a flashback and a nightmare. Four years ago, at a mere 14 years old, that bastard took the thing most sacred to me. I haven't seen him since.