Diamond POV
After that little incounter with Chris, I decied to go to my hotel room. I got in the shower and when I got out, I had an unsuspected call. I normally don't answer but I decied to
"Hello"
"Hello, diamond" the mysteries person said
"Who is this?"
"U know who this is "
"No I don't, who are u and why the fuck u callin mi. I want names now" I said with a little attitude while sittin on my bed 😒
"Now that's no way to treat your stepdad, rite"
My heart instantly dropped, cracked, whatever u name it 💔💔💔. I can't believe this. My stepdad is callin mi
"How u got my number"
"Don't worry about that, jus know u will pay!!"
"What I do?"
"U don't remember?"
"No"
"Trust mi the stuff imma do, will make u remember"
Then he hung up. I ran into Every hotel room until I found everybody. I didn't even realize I was cryin
"What's wrong boo?" Tatyana asked
"Ray" I said while cryin
"What?" ray asked
"No not u. my step dad Ray"
"Oooo, well y u cryin" he asked
"He's gonna find mi. I'm scared 😭😭😭"
"What did he do to u to make u scared?" chris asked
"It's alot"
"I think u should tell them" Kelly said
I signed before I spoke and said
"Ok.There was a long history and my family already had a strange past.
It all started when I was 12. Now, it has been about 4 years since the major incident, I have just gotten into the realisation of things.
My mother got a boyfriend when I was 12. At first I didn't know what their relationship was. A few days later my mum went to his and took me with her. She said she wanted to stay. I didn't want to, but accepted and we slept in the same bed. I often slept with her. After staying at his a few times, he moved into our house. A few nights later, my mum sent me to the single bed. At that age I didn't understand they would be having sex. I was still very upset over being switched with him. This was why that night I went to my room to be by myself. A while later, I could hear their sex. I got disturbed and shut the door, which caused my mum to come over. She apologised, said it would not happen again, and she went back and carried on. The rest of a lot of my nights from then was spent under the sheets, gasping for air every now and then. Being that age, I could not stand the sound of my mother having sex with a stranger who creeped me and my friends out. The problem was that they didn't just do it at night. They once did it at 8 PM, in the living room which did not have a door and right on the sofa. They knew I was in my room awake and I was going to the kitchen when I came across them. They did not even see me, they were actually a meter from the door. I was upset so I wouldn't talk to them, and decided to have a shower. When I was out the man kept telling me I was selfish, and my mother did not say anything to him. I was awoken by my mother shouting "Yes!" and moaning one night, so I shut my bedroom door. My mother came, apologised and same thing. They both kept telling me everyone had sex including my grandparents. They would just have sex in the middle of the day. They were both lying in bed with the door open when I tried to speak to my mother from outside and she said come, so I went to the door. They were under the sheets but the man kept trying to do it from behind her and she'd be laughing right infront of me. And then they were doing it again. He once told me that when he was 17 he got really hard and the doctor said he had to have sex. He also kept looking at girls. He would peep through my door, even when I told him not to. He never knocked. He would touch me for many different "innocent" reasons. He once even said right in front of my mother, "You have your mother's bottom," when I was in my bikini. He sometimes helped me with sports at home. He would touch me, "to check my muscles". When I told him the bottom of my spine hurt he touched me inside my shorts. He would stop touching me as soon as my mother walked in. I tried to talk to my mother, she dismissed it. He would give me beer, and tell me to drink faster. One day when I was in my room, when my mum was away, he told me he would give me a massage. At this time I was 13. I was sitting on my bed, he laid me face down and climbed on top. He was pressing with his knees. It hurt. He pulled my shorts and underwear down. He pulled my cheeks apart and stopped for a while. I was scared, panicked, I couldn't move. I can't remember whether he let go or not of my bottom but I remember hearing the ruffle of his shorts and the fear I could feel that he was about to pull them down. I felt he was going to rape me. Suddenly my phone rang, I hadn't even realised it was so close. I grabbed it fast and answered, it was my dad. I got talking so quick he jumped off and left the house. I couldn't tell my mother for 2 months. When I told her she thought it was a misunderstanding. I don't know if she thought I was lying. She never cared for me and I got into drinking and had lots of problems. I recently shared it with my boyfriend and-"
"Wait boyfriend? what boyfriend?" chris asked wit hurt in his eyes
"Look Chris, I'm sorry I knew u liked mi but-"
"LIKED HA MORE LIKED LOVE. OR IN LOVE! DIAMOND I LOVE U, BUT U CANT SEE THAT. I LOVED U SONCE THE 6th GRADE! AND U'VE IGNORED MI, WELL IM SICK OF IT. IMMA DO THE SAME, IM TIRED OF YO ASS ANYWAY. BYE HOE!" and with that he left leavin mi speechless
The secrets out 😔
Sorry if there's any mistakes it was hard to write this one 😘😒😒😒😘😘