When he throws me in my room I land in the corner. The last shread of hope I had for my dad to return to the way he was left me years ago. I look at the cuts and bruises and find that they will be realitivally easy to hide tomorrow.
The outside world mocks me through my window. The only connection to anything, besides school, and for some reason, I want it gone. It could be the fact that I haven't been anywhere except my father's study, my room and school for the past five years.
Click. Click. Click.
The sound of my father's shoes stoping up the stairs, towards my room. The door knob to my room turns and then he's in my room. Before I know whats happening my father is on top of me, while in on all fours, ripping my clothes off with a wild grin on his face. I let my tears fall as he has his way with me.
When he finally finishes up I curl up into a ball on the floor of my room.
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Even though it's a bit to hot to wear one I pull on a dull gray sweater with blue jeans. The beat up green backpack I carry already has all my books in it ready to go. The bus pulls up to the corner and I race outside to make it on time.
My face and eyes are still red and puffy from crying myself to sleep last night. Most nights I refuse to let myself cry, the thought of crying at something as stupid as a small beating seems stupid at this point. The same thing happens every night so why cry over it?
By the time I get to the music room - our usual meeting place - Blaze is already there. When he sees me walk in, he waves me over to where he is sitting on the floor. When I sit down he puts his head on my shoulder with his mouth beside my ear.
"Rain," he says using my first name, meaning he wants the truth. "What did he do to you?" 'How could he possibly know my father did something to me?' I think to myself.
"Nothing more than the usual," I say trying to sound truthful.
"You have been crying and you never cry. Also you look like you've been through Hell and back. So tell me what did he do to you?" he asks in a more firm tone.
As soon as I start to speak tears start to fall. I can't even get the words out because of my sobs. I take several deep calming breaths.
"He raped me," the words come out in a rush. Before I know it his arms are around me in a rib crushing hug. We sit together for a long while before sombody finds us.
The door to the music room opens and I jump off of Blaze's lap. "Woah Kitten! It's only me." Zane. It's only Zane. "Ok, what happened? He's crying and looks like he has been for a while. What did he do?" Zane asks angrily. He lifts up my sweater to check for anything worse than a small cut or bruise.
I allow him to do this because he is only a few classes away from being a certified nurse. The boy is a saint.
"He raped him. And before you say anything, Alpha already gave me the order to get him out of there tonight." Blaze says this he puts a finger to my lips, silencing me. Zane pulls my sweater back down. "After school we are all going to my house to discuss our plan." I stand in front of them in awe realizing that I'll finally be free of my father.
"What about you guys? You have a perfect life here. Why would you want to leave it all behind?" I ask. There isn't any reason for them to rescue me.
As they move towards me Zane says. "People do crazy things for love. Eventually he will slip up and beat you to death like he did to your mother. That man is a monster and we don't want anything bad to happen to you."
"Okay"
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This book was written several years ago, one of the first things I'd ever written. It is filled with plot holes and stuff that just does not make sense. Please do not comment on paragraphs, saying that they don't match with prior information. I'm well aware that they do not and it has been pointed out several times already.

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