Eighth month*
I haven't heard from my dad but my mom has told him where I am. Even though I have a restraining order against him both my mom and I don't doubt he will try and break it. In the mean time the doctor knows what the baby's gender is but I want it to be a surprise. Louis and I haven't even thought of names yet but hopefully when we see him/her we will just know.
I was still walking every night and to my job which I will only take five months off of because Jane said I could bring the baby to work as long as when she started crying I would take him/her in the back room and try and calm him/her down. I hope it will work but most days Mia said she would take the baby. All the thinking about having the baby and the extra stuff I will have to do is kind of crazy but I have no doubt it is the right thing to do. Louis still wants a DNA test to find the father but I think it's just to find my rapist and get justice.
"Mia! Hurry up I'm starving!" I scream up the stairs. "Yeah I know you're always starving." she runs down the stairs and grabs her car keys and purse. "Just give me a sec I have to email Harry something. Just go to the car." I huff and start to the door at this point I'm a little sluggish and a lot round. I open the door and look outside right as an old rusty pick up truck pulls into the drive way. I look in the car windshield and see the face that has haunted me since I was eight. I slam the door and yell to Mia,"Call the police and while you're doing that lock the doors and windows don't miss a single one. I'm getting the pepper spray and gun." I run to the living room to see a bewildered Mia on the phone and running around to all the windows. "I am not kidding he's here." I run up the stairs ,well waddle really, and go into the closet and find the pepper spray. I run to my room and slip the gun out from under my bed and I grab the bat from Mia's room for her. The police would be on the other side of town, the bad side. I here a knock on the front door and run back down stairs to the door. I look out the peephole and all the nightmares come flooding back how can he look so calm. A hand yanks me away from the door and I turn to face Mia. She takes the gun from me and shushes me. She brings me to the living room and sits me down. "The cops are on there way they told me to keep everything quite and to keep you calm so go up stairs and put on some quite music and think about Louis."
I go up stairs and do she says. I start thinking but not about Louis about all the things my father did to me. He would wait for mom to fall asleep then he would come into my room and touch me. He told me over and over again that it was normal for dads to do this but I knew it was wrong. Then he got laid off and so he had me all to himself on Saturdays. He would lock me up in a dog cage and with my tiny size it was huge. He would just sit there and touch himself then he would put a collar and leash on me and make me touch him. The first time he actually raped me I cried for days but that only made him angry. He told my mom we had watched Marley and Me and I thought it was real. After a while he got sloppy and mom started coming home while it was happening. He would just rush and dress both of us turn in the TV and pretend we were having a movie night. My mom finally caught him and threw him out of the house and called the police. Telling my story to them was the hardest thing I had ever done it made me feel icky and gross. After that it had been ice cream and junk food for a month. Then the trial came. I had to tell a lot more people what happened and the entire time my dad would stare at me licking his lips and winking at me. That was even worse then the rape. Letting so many strangers know what happened. I was depressed and crazy for years until I got my self together and met my first boyfriend in High school.
He was just as bad he abused me then told me he loved me making me think the abuse was my fault I had scars and bruises but he made sure never to put any on my face so I could hide them. He went to far one night and slashed my back up with a knife. He threw me in the back seat of his car and dropped me of at home I was rushed to the hospital but went into a coma for three months because of blood loss. When I woke up my mom told me he was in jail and that I would be fine know. But I loved him he brainwashed me into loving him. I was depressed again and tried to commit suicide but my brother found me in time for the doctors to save me. I hated my brother after that I was on so much medication and I barely went to school any more.
I met josh and he was the first person I told my true feelings to. I got out if my depression and lived it up my senior year. Josh and I were both popular and we were prom queen and king. He moved at the end of the year and I followed shortly after. I knock on my door pulled me out of my thoughts Mia's head popped in "He's going back to jail for at least another two years even with good behavior. They say they take that stuff seriously in California and since he is on probation that makes if even worse. Everything is going to be fine."
Sorry for not updating but I kinda just put in this chapter for background info I will add to each thing but yeah thanks for reading byyyyeeeee!
P.s. Sorry for all the mistakes I'm sick and not thinking well and I'm doing this on my. Phone so that doesn't help.
