The Beauty Of Silence

The Deal

I feel his hands grab the side of my arms. "Oh gosh Brianna, I'm so sorry, I didn't know what I was doing I-." He stops not knowing what to say. I stay there not knowing what to do, this couldn't of just happened. I can't believe I let myself do this?! I shake it away and close my eyes, what's done is done now we need to move on. "Take me home." I say plainly. I open my eyes to see he was still in shock. I repeat. "Take me home Ryder." He closes his mouth and lets go of my arms, I ignore the feeling when my heart started to flutter, when I saw his biceps move when he ran his hands threw his hair as he walked towards the car.

I tell him where I live and he drove me there. The ride was silent, I didn't bother to make a conversation with him so I continued to stare out the window watching my surroundings change. We park in my driveway and before I leave he places his hand on mine. I look over at his sad green eyes.

"I'm so sorry Brianna." For a second I saw that his gaze travelled to my back and I could tell what he was looking at. I could feel my eyes start to fill up, I need to leave now. Before he could say anymore I grab my hand back and quickly walk into the house. Thankfully no parent was in sight.

Once the door was shut my legs gave out and I fell to the floor and started to sob. He saw what has happened to me, how could I be so stupid!

I continue to blame myself until I bring myself up and make my way to the bathroom. I look into the mirror my make up that was perfectly done was all over my face and on my hands. I sigh as I clean myself up. I go into my room and change into some sweats and a sweater. I fall onto my bed and faced the ceiling.

"What am I doing?" I ask myself. Suddenly I hear my phone vibrate. I turn to look at it on my nightstand. Someone was trying to call me, but I couldn't move. I was feeling weak, emotionless. I look back at the ceiling once my phone was done ringing and close my eyes.

Which was a big mistake.

(a/n) hey guys sorry to interrupt, but this next bit is a bit disgusting, so its okay if you want to skip, i understand not everyone is comfortable with this type of situation, and i know some people out there now have experienced this, im sorry if that has happened to you its just not right. but if you don't mind you may carry on reading.

"It's alright princess, you don't need to be afraid, you'll enjoy this just like your mother has." I try to scream out for help, but it came out as a muffled cry. I was chained up to my own bed with duct tape on my mouth. I could feel his hands move up and down my body, I look away from him and towards the women watching me suffer.

She smiles at me. "Oh don't be such a baby Brianna, suck it up." She says, with no emotion in her voice. I feel his hand go under my shirt and tightly squeeze my breast, I cry out again at the pain. I could then feel his lips on my neck as his free hand goes down to unbutton my pants. I start to move and kick my legs only to get slapped in the face by the person I should've been able to trust.

"Stop moving you little bitch!" He yells out at me and continues to do what he was doing. I cry out again, but of course I'm never heard. So I do what I do best and mute out what was going on right now, I stare at the ceiling and close my eyes, picturing a perfect life without this.

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I wake up to see my foster mom in front of me with a worried face. I try and control my breathing, but it was no use in hiding the fact that I had a nightmare.

"Are you alright Brianna? You were screaming and when I came in, I saw you kicking and thrashing." She says as she pulls me into her arms.

Even though she has ignored me and this is probably the most she's spoken to me in a while I still hug back. She is here for me when so many people could've been. "I'm fine, just a nightmare." I say as I let go of our hug. She moves a piece of my hair around my ear and gave me a small smile.