Voices

March 8, 1923

The flowers are starting to bloom, and it is rumored that my sister issupposed to be coming home to visit with her new husband. I just turned 13, andi still have yet to have seen a man other than my father, let alone go on adate. Mother lets me out of my room now, but only during meal times, or familyvisits. I was so excited to see Rachel's ring. I put on my new dress that shesent me, and i reread all of the letters we wrote back and forth. Even thoughit's been five years since we've seen each other, she's still my best friend.Mother came in and brushed my hair for me. She's been opening up to me more,but she still keeps her distance. "Now remember Rachel is here with Eric.and you are to be on your best behavior." I nodded and walked with herdownstairs to see Rachel and Eric talking to father. Rachel noticed me and immediately ran to me and hugged me. "Vicky!" I've missed her hugs,they're warm and make me feel loved. Rachel introduced me to Eric, and he bowedand kissed my hand. "Hello, Victoria. I've heard so many wonderful thingsabout you." I just smiled nervously and nodded. We sat down to dinner andI had the pleasure of sitting in between Eric and Rachel. As I sat thereconversing with Rachel, I felt a strange sensation coursing through my body. Ilooked down at my leg, and saw Eric's hand running up and down my thigh. Iquickly stood up and excused myself from the table. I should've known that iwouldn't be safe in my room. Eric soon came inside and closed the door."What is the matter Victoria. Do you not find me attractive?" I shookand tried to yell for help, but as soon as i opened my mouth he covered it withhis hand. "shh, we wouldn't want Rachel to hear us." With his freehand, Eric caressed my body. He then grabbed a rag from my closet and forced itinto my mouth. My screams sounded like whispers, as he removed my clothes. Itseemed like it lasted for hours, his body against mine. When he finallyfinished, he stood up and got himself dressed. "Now don't tell anyone, orI'll have to hurt Rachel, and you don't want that do you?" I shook my headno, and he removed the rag from my mouth and handed me my clothes. My voiceswere going rapid inside my brain. "If we don't get rid of him, he'll justdo it again.....We could make it look like a suicide, just plant it all onhim." I decided to do just that. I grabbed a pair of scissors mother leftinside my room by accident, and walked towards Eric. I tried to act like iwanted more, and fortunately for me he bought it. I leaned in to hug him, andbrought the scissors up to where his heart would be. With one quick motion, Istabbed the scissors into his back, and stepped away from him as he stumbledand fell to the floor. Blood covered the floor as I rolled him over and slithis throat with the scissors. I placed the scissors in his hand and screamedfor help as i held him, to make it seem like a suicide. Mother was the first one to enter my room, She grabbed me by my arm and put me on my bed. She knew that he didn't kill himself. Father entered after mother, and Rachel shortly after him. Rachel fell to the floor crying and screaming. "What Happened?!?!" I couldn't bring myself to tell her, instead my eyes filled with tears as I got up and hugged her. I held her close, crying on her shoulder. Not for Eric being dead, but for what he did to me. Mother moved me to a different room. Actually she moved me to the attic, and she boarded up the window. I am no longer allowed out of my room. Rachel stopped coming to see me, and my meals are always cold.