My entire life changed last summer.. Let me explain.
I just turned 14 in May. Mom had started with her AA meetings for the tenth time, promising this time it'd be different. Christian went on vacation with his best friend Max, so Nicole and I were left alone to deal with our irresponsible mess of a mother.
Mom hasn't always been an alcoholic. She's been like that since dad died five years ago. He was the love of her life, and she watched him die of cancer. It was devastating to us all, but it affected mom and Nicole the most. Since then, we have moved every six months to a smaller and smaller place. With less and less money to spend I might add.
We are living in a two bedroom townhouse now. Nicole and I share a room, mom has her own room, and Christian sleeps on the couch. It has an upstairs where the rooms and bathroom are and downstairs is the kitchen/dining room area and the living room. It's not big, but it's better than living in a box under the highway. Or with Aaron, mom's new boyfriend.
They met at a bar around my birthday and she moved him in a month later. In June. Aaron was special, mom said. He bought her everything she could ever want, from flowers to a car. Mom loved the attention, so when Aaron smacked my ass I chose to ignore it.
The first night mom went to work at the strip club, Aaron stayed behind. I sent Nicole to bed early and started cleaning the house. Aaron called me a few minutes later.
"Lynn, gimme a beer, would ya?" Sighing softly, I put down the broom and got his beer. He opened the can in two seconds and took a big swig. He was clearly intoxicated. When was mom gonna come home?
I turned around and he grabbed me by my waist pulling me on his lap. "Ya know, you're one hell of a beauty there Lynn. I think I'd like to have a piece of that." He started kissing my neck as I struggled to escape. My mind screamed at me to fight harder but the more I did the tighter his grip got. I froze. What was he gonna do?
He spun me around to face him and pushed me on the couch, pinning me. I was too scared to move. He began kissing my mouth and stripping my clothes. I looked at the clock, 11 pm. My mom wasn't due home until 3 am. My heart was racing. "Please... stop.." I whispered as he forced his way into my body.
That was the first time Aaron raped me.
