The Step Brother

Chapter Two

Date: April 16th, 2013

Location: Atlanta, Georgia - The Wison Household::.

           It was time for my mother to come, and get me. Out of all honesty, I'm scared as a motherfucker. I know I've pissed Chresanto off, and he's gonna straight up torture my ass when I get home. I know I'm in for it.

The whole car ride was silent

         "Kiara, what's the matter?" my mother asked. I shook my head. She could tell I was lying, and she knew exactly what's wrong with me.

          "Sweetie, I called Chresanto while I was at work," she said sternly. My eyes shot wide open. I hope she didn't say anything that'll get me in trouble. Shit, I'm scared. "Oh really?" I fake laughed. "Yes, and we're gonna have a talk about this," she sternly said. My throat was turning flips. I was scared as hell yo.

        Well, we pulled up to the house, and I got out. I walked into the house, and Chresanto was sitting on the couch watching a football game eating some popcorn. I quickly walked to my room, and shut my door locking it as well.

  "KIARA! Get down here!" my mom yelled out. I threw on a big t shirt and went downstairs. My mom already had Chresanto sitting at the kitchen table, so I knew something was up.

"Sit down," she commanded. I sat down at the end of the table. "Now Chresanto," she started sitting down. "What's this I hear that you're raping my daughter?"

Chresanto raised one eyebrow. "Mom? Me? Rape Kiara? Who would honestly lie like that?" he said. I looked at him in disbelief. He's been doing this bullshit for the longest, and denying it? Oh hell naw.

"You're lying," I snarled. They both shifted their attention to me. "You know you rape me. Don't sit there, and LIE about it Chresanto."

"I don't know what she's talking about," Chresanto shook his head. I couldn't believe it. "Well Chresanto. Keep your distance AWAY from Kiara. Got it?" my mom said. He nodded. "Yes mom," he said. She looked at her phone. "It's your step dad. I gotta go pick him up, because his car got towed. Be right back," she scurried out of the house. Chresanto looked at me with rage and got out of his seat. Oh no.

"So, you snitch on me now?" he slapped me. I winced crying as I held my cheek. "You gonna learn how to keep your damn mouth shut from now on." he growled. I was yanked from my seat, and dragged to his room. There, he beat me and raped me. How worse can my life get?

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