In The Night

Chapter 3: "The Bastard"

WARNING: This chapter contains rape. please read at your own risk.

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Someone knocked on the door and I got up to open it. It was my step father. He looked drunk and I could smell the alcohol from his breath. He sat on the couch and just stared at me. I felt uncomfortable under his gaze. He would always watch me like this. He looked at my breasts, then he scanned my body  making me feel like he was undressing me with his eyes. I walked to the door and before I left I told him that I was going to my best friend Jasmine's house. As I turned the knob I felt a presence behind me and someone placed a hand on my hip. I turned around and I saw my step father, eyes filled with lust; so much lust that it scared me. I tried to leave again but he placed both hands on my waist.

I stared at him wondering why he was acting like this. He looked at my hair and said, "You have your mother's pitch black hair and her body." I watched him. He lowered his face to mine and brought his lips up to mine. It was a slobbery kiss and his breath was awful. I was disgusted. He kept kissing me even though I was trying to pull away. I bit his lip and tasted his blood. I kept struggling but this time he slapped me. I felt a sting on my cheek and I began to bleed from inside my mouth. I wanted to run away from that fucking bastard.

He started unbuckling his belt while I lay there dumbfounded. He grabbed my wrist once again before he punched me. He was hurting me so much that I was shocked. He threw me on the worn out couch and started to pull off my dress. I got over the shock and started throwing punches at him. He slapped me and my vision started to fog up. I couldn't move because every time I moved, my head would hurt so much. I just layed there, waiting for this nightmare to be over but I never woke up.

I felt a sharp pain shoot up my spine. That pain woke me up and he was there, slowly rocking back and forth. He was grinning. The grin turned into a smile, and the smile turned into a smirk. I yelled in pain as he moved forward again but with much more force. He started laughing and then he said, "You don't know how much I have been waiting for this, Ethel, I watched you while you were sleeping, you would have enjoyed this much earlier but your filthy mutt stopped me from giving you what you deserved. Sex!"

He yelled with so much force that I flinched. He yelled again but it was more like a roar, "Say my name, Ethel, say it!"

I stayed quiet because I didn't want to give him the pleasure of hearing me obey his commands. I stayed still while he raped me. I didn't want to say his name but he kept giving blow after blow into my stomach. I gave up and screamed;John!  I made sure to lace it with hatred, no, better said; venom. I was shocked. I didn't recognize my own voice; it was filled with confusion, shock, fear, but most of all; hatred. He roared again, "You aren't moaning you ungrateful bitch, moan, or I will fucking kill you." I moaned but I hope he could see that I didn't mean it. He kept doing this for around an hour, messing with my body, touching my breasts, and putting his fingers inside me.

I stayed still, scared to death that he would hurt me in many more ways. When he was done he started pulling his pants back up and he buckled his belt. I didn't see where he left because I was crying, my body was so sore that I couldn't feel my legs, I also had many bruises. As I heard the door close I ran straight into my bedroom. I changed in a long ankle dress with long sleeves. I left our, well, my house. I was going go to Jasmine's house to tell her what happened. I was scared he might hurt  or rape me again. I walked several blocks down to her house. I knocked on her wooden door. I heard loud foot steps getting louder and louder. I was thinking about going back home but as I was taking a step back the door opened. Jasmine came out with her blond hair in an elegant bun. She ushered me inside without asking any questions. We sat down on her bed.

"Why are you crying?"

I didn't even know I was crying but before I could respond she hugged me, I let her hug me until she pulled back and stared into my light brown eyes.
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After I told her what my stepfather,  monster, had done to me she broke into tears. She had a face that said 'I know what you're going through'. I wanted to ask her why she was crying but at the same time I didn't. All of a sudden she spoke.

"Remember that time when on your 15th birthday I went to
your house?"

She waited for me to answer but I just nodded.

"Well when you left with your mother to go to the depot, he.... he..he raped me. I still remember that faint metallic smell that was coming from my body. I left before you got back. He said that if I told anybody he would kill me or my family."

I remember the day clearly now after I left with my mother to go get my presents that my aunts had send me from Idaho. When my mother and I got home, there was a faint metallic smell and their was blood on my stepfather's bed but he said he fell in the restroom and hit his forehead. I had looked for Jasmine but she wasn't anywhere to be seen.

I hugged her again and we stayed like that for a while. I told her that tomorrow morning we were going to report him to the sheriffs. As I was walking back to my house I heard a scream, it wasn't a happy scream it was a scream filled with pain. Somehow I ended behind a carriage, in front of me there was the most shocking thing that I had ever seen. My stepfather was on the ground, blood gushing from all over his body while a girl dressed in black stood in front of him. He had cuts everywhere. I was crying, yet they weren't sad tears, they were happy tears. I cried silently knowing that if I made a sound the girl who killed him would surely kill me too. She took out a knife that was sure to kill my stepfather and laughed at his face; I almost did too. She dug the knife into his stomach, it made a disgusting sound but I was glad that came from his body. She pulled the knife out and it made a 'gush' sound. She left him there like a piece the crap that he was. I followed her, making sure that she didn't see me. I saw her jump onto a roof of a building and climb. As she walked, I followed and I saw a shadow appear in front of her. She was a killer and the most wanted assassin.

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Hey guys THANK YOU for reading. If u guys think I did a good job then comment and vote. This is luna_star_209 and bye y'all. Hope you guys liked it. Since I started writing the Opium Queen I have gotten better. The Opium Queen isn't that good of a book because I had just started writing  but anyways hope you guys enjoyed and cried because if you didn't cry or at least feel sad then I have to add more detail. WHOOP-WHOOP I wrote 1,358 words, more then my goal. Anyways Next chapter will be written by puga_chan19!