Don't Tell Your Mother

Chapter 6

I hear Kallie scream in the room across from this one. I glare at dad as he sits up, "Go to hell." I hiss before standing up grabbing my clothes and storming into the bathroom, I hear him laugh at me but I refuse to look at him before I slam the door. I look at myself in the mirror, I had known what he was going to do the second he had pulled into the driveway, I had seen the way he looked at me and smiled, the way that asshole Eli looked at my sister and how Eli had continued to fold and unfold his big clammy hands in excitement and nervousness.

The second dad took me into the room I kept an emotionless mask on my face, I wouldn't do anything, I would-if I could- make him loose interest, that was what I had told myself. I begin to brush my knotted hair, the images, the memories, they wouldn't leave my mind, I tried to push them back, lock them up and forget but I couldn't.

Once he started I had told myself I wouldn't cry but I knew I was, not because I made a sound but because I tasted my salty tears on my lips, the tears didn't stream down my face but they were there.

I clumsily pulled my clothes on, dad had been organized about this, when I walked in he stuffed a dress into my hands, it was so short my underwear could practically be seen and the v-neck went down to my belly button, he knew what he wanted and he wasn't playing around. Lucky me. I had purposely left that dress on the floor in there.

I stand back, I was wearing the pair of jeans and sweater that I had changed into once mom had left, Kallie had too, neither of us wanting to wear those stupid tight dresses for another second. I whip away my tear marks but begin to cry again, dad was awful and relentless but I had never thought he would do this, sell his one of his own daughters to one of his friends and takes his other daughter's virginity for himself.

Bastard.

I sit down on the floor and bring my legs up to my chest, I tuck them under my chin and stay still listening for dad's movements. I know I have to leave or he'll get suspicious so I stand up finally and walk to the door I open it, "See Unity, it wasn't that bad, I bet you even had some fun." Dad smiles brightly at me as he pats my shoulder as if he was congratulating me. I give him a dirty look than walk downstairs leaving him in the room to himself.

I go into the living room and drop down onto the couch and turn on TV I force down my emotions and stare at it with lifeless eyes. I hear the sound of Kallie stumbling down the stairs, dad and Eli havn't come down yet, she walks into the room and looks at me surprised, "Unity!" She breathed, I could hear the tears in her voice before she throws herself into my arms, "I'm so confused! Why is this happening to us! Did dad.."

I nod quietly and let a couple tears fall showing her that I am in pain too, I hug her tightly, "I'm so sorry this had to happen Kallie, if I could I would make it so that they did it only to me and not you."

"Don't say that Unity!" Kallie says shocked, "They shoudn't have that done to you either."

"Dad's coming, come sit down." I say urgently pushing Kallie down onto the couch beside me, I lean back masking my emotions again.

"Come on girls, we should get home, you should go to bed early, you'll be busy for the next little while." I glance at Kallie and see that her face had paled. 'Shit.' I think, 'It's not over. Not yet."

I stand up slowly, I walk toward the door, on the way there I pass a mirror, I quickly seat infront glance at my reflection, I looked so dead, I feel a pang in my chest, I reach up and brush a strand of hair from my face, dad holds the door open for us, Kallie walks by hugging the wall furthest from him, as I pass he rests his hand on the small of my back, I bite my lip to keep from lashing out bit I do give him the dirtiest look I could muster over my shoulder athim before I step outside.

I slide into the back seat and glare at the back off the seat in front of me, dad hops in and the sound of him playing with his car keys makes me feel sick, he acted so natural like this had never even happened, I feel tired suddenly but I can't close my eyes because every time I do the images flash through my mind like they were happening all over again, dad pushing me up against a wall and forcing his mouth against mine, I shudder, tearing my gaze away from him and I look out the window.

'I walk into the room dad on my heels, I hear him close the door and lock it, I turn to look at him, "Why are you doing this? What's the point?" He smiles at me, it would have been better if he yelled at me or something for asking so many questions, like he always did, the smile darkened his face making him look sadistic, I pull back my eyes trained on him.

"I don't need to give you an explanation, i'm your father, I do what I want and you let me. Simple." I freeze, he was actually going to do what I think he's going to do, he thrusts something into my hands and I look down, it's a dress, but dress isn't really the right word, "Put it on." he orders.

"Fine, i'm putting it on in the bathroom."

Dad rolls his eyes at me, "Unity, why do you have to change in there? It wont make a difference."

"Just let me okay?" I hiss already walking toward the door I figured would lead to the bathroom, I hear him mutter something under his breath about hormonal and temperamental teenagers, I don't say anything as I slam the door shut,

I rip my clothes off angrily my chest rising and falling with the beat of my wild pulse, my face was blood red and I felt the urge to break something but I don't, I pull the dress on over my head with some difficulty, when I had it on I step back and survey my reflection, feeling thoroughly disgusted at the image, it wasn't me, not at all, the girl instead had a bony body with bruises on every available inch of her skin, her face was long and ashen, her eyes looked lifeless and her hair seemed along with the rest of her, dead.

She-I-was wearing a dress that wouldn't even cover a pair of underwear, it's low v-neck went down to her-my-bellybutton, it was thin soft material, it's colour was red and black, I pulled my hair out of its ponytail, I didn't want him to have an easy way to pull my hair, I let out a strangled sob before stepping into the room, dad was lying casually on the king sized bed, when I entered he looked up, his eyes scanning me hungrily, I force back a wince, he stands up and walks to me.

He slips his hand around my waist but I pull away, his grip tightens and I know there will be a bruise there, he kisses my ear before whispering, "You look good, I wasn't sure it would fit." I don't say anything, he didn't expect me to, instead he pushed me up against a wall forcing his lips on mine, his body pressed against mine, he was to big, I couldn't force him off, with a half hearted attempt I push against his chest but he ignores me.

I pull away long enough to take a breath, I go to scream but he takes the opening to force his tongue into my mouth, I thrashed against him but he held tight, his hand slid up and down my arm and I go limp, "Well..?" He hissed in my ear, I nod slowly as he grabs my arm, it feels like he will break it.

I reach down and begin to undo his pants, I feel him smile against me and I shudder.'

I'm back in the car, I lean against Kallie needing her support, I hope her experience wasn't like mine to much, she leans against me to like we were the only ones holding eachother up, we pull into the driveway, "Get out girls." His voice is stern but still happy, we climb out and walk up the steps.