SMUT!!! WARNING!!!! SMUT!!! You've been warned.
-Iris's pov-
Ever since we first walked in here, I've felt weird.I kept looking around but found nothing to be worried about. All my bruises were covered, Destery was right across from me, and some of my favorite band members were all right here. And to top all of that off, when I grabbed Andy's hand, he didn't stop me. So why was I so worried? We ordered food and everyone was talking. That's when i spotted them. My parents. Why were they here? I gripped Andy's hand tighter, as if I were to let go, I'd be back at that house. He squeesed back noticing my tension. My phone went off. Luckily it was on vibrate and in my lap. I carefully look down and see and unknown number. They texted me. I had a bad feeling about it, but opened it anyway.
Unknown- Go out side. Front door. Now.
I automatically knew it was my dad. I say excuse me, and walk away. Knowing that no one was looking, I walked out the front door. I looked around and dad walked towards me. "No brother?" A smug grin came across his disgusting face. "Leave him alone. Just take me and promise that you'll never do anything to him again." "Fine, but that means I will do what I want with you." "What ever. It's not like you ever took any consideration for us in the first place. You just wanted a punching bag." "Shut up and get in the car." I do as I'm told and whisper, "I love you Destery. Take care of him Andy." I slide into the car as we drive out of the parking lot. "Who the f*** do you think you are? Destery is NOT yours! You think you can just run away?! Just- Just run away and go intrude on some faggot people?! Looking for some one to pitty you?" He and mom took turns screaming at me. I tuned them out. As soon as we got into the house, dad took me by the back of my head and smacked me against the wall. And so it begins. "I'm going out. You'd better be done by the time I get home." My mother said and walked out. But she was only looking at dad. As soon as the door closed, he gave me this sick grin. He smacked me again. "I HATE YOU!!" I scream. "Oh I know. But. You're going to hate me 10 times worse after this." That was all he said until he drug me up stairs into our guest bedroom. He grabbed me by the back of my head and threw me to my knees. My back was to him so he grabbed my hair and made me turn around. I was choking on tears. I never wanted to cry in front of him. "You are such a worthless b****." "So you've told me before." He grabbed my hair again pulled me to him without letting me off my knees. I grabbed and clawed at his hands and arms trying to make him let go. He used his other hand to unbuckle his pants. Nononononononono!! This can't be happening!! He looked at me enraged. "Pull them down." He says looking at his own pants. When I don't he grabs my arms and makes me. I've never even kissed a boy. Let alone having to suck my own father off. He pulled his boxers down and grabbed my hair again making me gasp in pain. He took this oppertunity to stuff his thing into my mouth. I gag so bad but he didn't even slowy down on thrusting into my mouth. I open my mouth to get him to stop but the gagging got worse. I had to close my mouth again. Then the thought occurred to me. BITE!! I bite down on him as hard as I can in the middle. He cries out in pain and lets go of my hair. He started to cry and I had blood in my lips. I wipe it off and run out of the room but he catches me. He hit me serveral times in the stomach then starts punching my ribs. I think I heard a crack when I heard it, I screamed. "Go up stairs!!" He barked so I ran as fast as I could into my room. I cry so loud and hard I thought I was going to break into a million little pieces. When he came back in, that's when I did. I felt everything in me shatter into a million pieces. He gave me one good hit in the jaw and I was out. I wake up to screaming. Is that me? No. Is it Destery? No he's with Andy. Oh Andy. I've stuck him with a child that was my responcibility. They seemed to like each other, but I wonder if any of them would miss me. Where is that screaming coming from?! I just barely crank my eyes open and see a tall person. Male. He had black hair and was shritless. His body was sculpted. All I could see was his back but still. Then I saw another one standing next to him. But he had a shirt on. They were breathing heavily. I knew because they're shoulders were moving quickly. I heard a small voice. I look through the slits of my eyes and see a little boy being held back by another m-- WAIT!! I know these people!! That was Andy and Jake standing in my room and Destery was being held by CC! They came! I couldn't talk cuase my voice was completley gone. Then I see Ashley burst through my door, almost kicking CC in the process. He went pale but never stoped moving towards me. Tears clouded my eyes. Get away from me! But the words never came out. Instead of doing what I thought he was going to do, he threw a blanket over my body and came to my side and grabbed my hand gentally. "We're here. Everything is going to be ok. Andy! Get over here! Jake keep an eye on him. CC! Let Destery come over." Ashley says never breaking eye contact with me. Andy is by my side in an instant. Destery comes running over and climbs next in the bed next to me. I hurt all over my body. Especially my lower region. I start to cry and Destery ever so carefully wipes the tears away. "It's ok sissy. I'm here. We're all here. Jinxx said the cops were on their way." I get my hand out of Ashley's and wrap my bare arms around Destery. Wait. The last time I checked, I had a t-shirt on. F--K!! Destery holds me tight. I sob into his shoulder. I hurry and clear my tears away and let go. "Iris....." Andy says. And when he goes to move my hair out of my face I flinch really hard. He stops. "Let's get you out of here sissy." Destery says starting to pull me by my arm. "Des. Wait. I have to get dressed. I'll come out in a minuet." "What do you mean? You were dressed when you left?" I clutch the blanket to my chest. "Ju--" "Lets give her a minuet buddy. Let her get her bearings. Ok?" Andy says coming to the recuse. "Alright. But, hurry sissy. The police will be here soon." "Ok buddy." I say choking on my words as they came out. I hear the door down stairs open and I grab my blanket and wrap it tightly around my body. Andy is still in the room but he's looking at my wall giving me privacy. "Andy." I croak. He is over to me in a flash. "What is it love?" "D-did he...." The anger in Andy's eyes is pure. He takes a deep breath and nods his head. "W-we, Destery and me went looking for you cause you walked out. Then we came to the conclusion that you were here. By the time we showed up, we caught him in the act....." He trailed off when a tear slipped from my eye. Carefully he wipes it away with his thumb. I put my head in my hands and cried. Andy sat next to me on the bed and held me as I cried. A knock on the door cared the hell out of me. Through my tears, I saw my dad laying unconscious on my floor. "Come in." Andy said. Three police officers came in and looked at the seen. "What happened? Why is he on the floor?" Came from cop number one. "I fought him off of her." "Why? What was happening?" She said with a soft voice and pity in her eyes. I told her my part of the story that knew and Andy was even more heated, but he never left my side. "So you said that you fought him off of her? What was happening?" Andy told them looking enraged. I started crying. Literally, after 2 tears slipped, Andy noticed and wrapped me up in a hug. I put my head on his chest as I wept. "Alright, thank you. Miss? I'm going to need you to come down to the hospital. Ok?" I nodded. My dad had woken up in the time of the conversation. And when he did, I was pretty much in Andy's lap. "Shhh.... It's ok baby. I've got you. No is going to hurt you ever again." Those words were ringing in my ears as they left the room so I could get my clothes on. I got my baggy-est pair of black sweat pants I could find and a long sleeved black shirt and put my hair up. I didn't want to look at my self in the mirror cause I didn't want to see the knew damage. I walk out and Andy is standing right by my door with his back against the wall and his face facing the ceiling. When my door opened, he looked at me and hissed. Must be pretty bad. His fingers traced, light as a feather, across my neck and face. "I'm going to get you through this." I just nod. I didn't even want to be alive right now. I feel dirty, exposed, violated, and in pain. He took my hand gently and laced our fingers together as we walked down the stairs to get this over with.
