I'm back, but not for good

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Cara's pov.

Sometimes people don't learn their lesson. I have to be the one to teach them it over and over again.

Like my mother. She stayed with this guy even though he kept abusing her. I knew one day she'd leave, but it was my job to not let him hit her or do something she didn't want to do.

The day he came home super drunk and high, I knew something bad was going to happen. In a way I saved my mom from trauma. It was me that got raped that night. And it was almost her.

*flashback*

My mother lays calmly on her couch, while I am sitting playing on my cell phone.

Jeff, my stop father, has been gone for three days straight. My mother was worried sick, I didn't care at all.

Just as my mother was about to fall asleep, Jeff storms through the front door, and he smelt of alcohol and weed.

My mother was pissed. You could  see the anger on her face.

"Where the fuck were you, Jeff?" My mom screams, running her hands through her hair.

Jeff smirked and started caressing her breasts. She pushed him away, not wanting it right now. But he kept touching her, trying to take her clothes off, and I wasn't going to let that happen.

"Jeff! I need help with my phone!" I yell, quickly running to my bedroom.

I hear his footsteps coming closer and he barges through the door.

He looks at me up and down, and that starts making me uncomfortable. He steps closer and slaps me across the face, and then he proceeded to throw me down on my bed.

He lay on top of me, and I tried kicking him and punching him to get off of me, but he was stronger.

He ripped off my pants and I tried kicking his face, but I missed.

And before I knew it he pulled down my panties, entered me, and as he was pushing himself in and out of me, I kept calling me mothers name. I kept screaming and screaming for some one to help, I had hoped my mom heard me. But she didn't. And I didn't get the help I needed.

After he had finished, I sat there crying on my floor, and all he did was laugh.

"Fucking pussy." He spat before pulling up his pants and leaving me there. Broken.

I cried all night. Wondering why nobody helped. Why my mother didn't come running in.

But I swore I wouldn't tell her. She loves Jeff. And I don't want to ruin her relationship. I would just have to deal with it.

*flashback over*

"Honey, you should get some sleep. Maybe let your friends now you aren't... gone." She said, entering my room.

I sighed, grabbing my cell phone before dialing my best guy friends number. The one that was friends with Ryllie, my friend that had died in that car crash.

I sat there trying to find the courage in calling, but I set my phone down and sighed.

My mom just nodded and did her sympathetic smile before kissing my head and leaving my room.

Schools tomorrow. And it's going to be fucking hell.

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-c