Completely and Utterly Broken

Thirty

I feel everything tense. I'm more scared that I ever been when Leon comes home. All because of some guy. All because of Andrew. Because I'm scared for Andrew. Scared for him.

I turn around, putting on a blank face. Leon is leaning against my door frame, a bottle of some kind of alcohol.

"There you are, you slut." he says to me. He tries to walk forward, closer to me, but trips on his own feet and falls to his knees.

I try to contain the scowl on my face.

He looks at me, his ugly, red eyed, beard growing face. I hate him. He starts crawling toward me, his bottle forgotten on the floor.

"I need you. I need you so much, Zoe." he whimpers pathetically. He grabs at my feet, trying to pull me down.

Something just burst into me. My mouth opens. "No!" I yell. He jerks in surprise, and looks up at me. I glare at him, giving him my hatred. I pull my feet away, suppress the urge to take a step back, there is no back to go to. "No. You don't get to do this no more." I say, my voice strong, that does not how I feel inside.

What I say finally gets to him. He staggers up to me, almost falling. He slams his fist against the wall. His anger showing, flowing in waves. "No. You don't to talk to me that way. You know why? Because you are my bitch. I own you. You go by rules!" he yells the last part.

I flinch despite me being suppose to be brave.

He lifts his hand, and lazily strokes my cheek. I cringe in disgust. "So you have to listen to me." he says. He gets close like he's going to kiss me.

I feel like throwing up. I put my hands to his chest, and push him as hard as I can. He stumbles back, yet again shock. "NO!" I yell. I breath heavy, my hands in fist, glaring at him, yet I don't move.

He stares at me in shock, it lasts only 5 seconds. He advances toward me, his face twisted in fury. He grabs me by the waist harshly, and squeezes tightly. I yelp in surprise and pain.

"You Do Not Talk To Me That Way!" he yells, furious. He picks me up, somehow in his state. "Because you are worthless! Pathetic! A Slut! Just like your mother!" he throws me on the bed, and I try to crawl away. But he grabs me by the tights and pulls me toward him.

He leans down, his breath fanning my ear. I shiver in disgust, wishing I was somewhere else. I close my eyes, tears spilling over my cheeks. Wishing I didn't feel that something hard against my butt, wishing I didn't have an asshole of a uncle. Wishing my parents were alive.

"And you are going to obey me. And you are going to let me take you. And do whatever I want with you." he whispers in my ear.

I bite my lip hard, tasting my blood. Anything brave I had leaves my body. And just wishing this just would be over.

Then suddenly I'm being pushed down. I let out a grunt. My heart beats hard in my chest in panic. Besides a breath in my ear and a beat of a heart that I'm not sure is mine or his, there is no movement above me.

I set my hands under me, my feet pushes my body forward, trying to wiggle myself out from underneath him. Grunts leave my mouth as Leon's heavy weight push me down into the bed.

I roll myself out from under him, and onto the floor. I breath, in and out, slowly, calming my nerves, hearing my heart slow down.

I put my head in my hands, pressing my lips together as I feel tears starting to build in my eyes. I start to feel my shoulders shake, going along with my muted sobs.

"Zoe?"

My head snaps up to the sound of Andrew's voice. He stands in front of me, nervous, doesn't know what to do.