Sunny and Alex

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Wednesday missed, Thursday missed, Friday missed...I never left my room since Tuesday night. I haven't eaten, drank, or slept since Tuesday night. Alex hasn't texted since and I don't know if he ever wants to talk to me again. I lay on my floor staring into space not moving from my place since Tuesday night...The blood on my back has crusted over leaving thick streaks of dried up blood. I don't even know if I can get up and wash myself. I haven't tried and I don't know if I will. My father hasn't knocked on my door since he probably thinks I'm dead and is leaving me here to rot. I decide that maybe it would be best to rot here...all alone, I mean my mother died alone and so can I. I think my mother would want me to die alone just like her. I did kill her and if this is how I die maybe this was her secret revenge. Maybe she told my father before she died to kill me because I'm the one that killed her inside.

*Knock Knock* my bedroom door opens. My father stands there will gloves and towels. Probably here to clean me out, finish the job.
"Okay, sweetie don't move I'm going to get this crud off of ya so you can help me with my problems." He leans down getting a tight grip on my arms. I scream as he lifts me off my floor. My back tears as the dried blood is ripped off. He stands me up and drags me into the bathroom. He has already filled the tub full of water. He sets me down and bends me over. Dipping a washcloth in the warm water lifting it to my back. As the water drips on my back I wince in pain, slowly moving the washcloth along my back. He gently peels the blood off and drops it into the tub. The water starts to turn a dark pink color as he washes my back. I can't help but yell out as he scrapes my back clean. He lays me in the tub so my back can soak in the warm red water. It hurts so much, but I don't have any tears left in my eyes. I wince as the water seeps into my deep cuts. He walks out of the bathroom coming back in with a sweatshirt and the ugly tight ass hospital sweatpants. He then lifts me out patting my back dry. He helps me get on my clothes, undressing my blood-soaked ones and throwing them away. I can tell by his bulge that undressing me is one of his new tricks he will try later on tonight. He takes me to my room putting me in my bed. He walks out and doesn't return.

My father comes in at around six o'clock. He is already in his boxers and t-shirt. He comes over and I can tell he is going to say something about getting me undressed. I stand up letting him do what he wants. He doesn't have to say anything because I know what he wants me to do. I watch the sunset through my cloudy window. I let him undress me and as he does he licks up and down my chest to my well...vagina. I can sense that tonight is going to change in routine. He probably saw this in some porn video and thought hey lets try this on my daughter. Half way through his "business" my phone starts to buzz like crazy. I can't see the caller ID, but I know that it's Alex. I know what he wants to talk about, and I'm not going to talk about it. I have done my part of the project sending it to him this afternoon. Hopefully, he understands all of it and can turn it in for me. I also emailed Ms.Springfield about that I was sorry that my part of the project was late and Alex was going to get it turned in. I know Ms.Springfield will understand, I've missed so many days of her classes, but I can't do anything about what happens here at my house. I turn back to my father as he turns off my ringer. I don't even think as he goes through everything. I tune it out and I think about what Alex will think of me. I can barely think about him without feeling so guilty. I just hope he doesn't want to talk about it on Monday.

I can see him, walking around with his new friends. I pull down my hood more so he won't see me. I start to walk into school as he turns and looks in my direction. Shit..he's walking toward me now and his friends are following close behind. I start to panic and keep my head down. Shit, shit, shit! I now know that he has actually spotted me.                                                                              "Hey! Sunny stop I just want to talk to you! " he starts to jog toward me. I can tell his friends are laughing at him and saying rude things about me, "Sunny please I want to know what happened. Did I do something? " he stopped me in the middle of the courtyard. He looks at me like a lost puppy, and his friends aren't helping me talk to Alex, "Sunny, why did you leave in such a hurry? And why didn't you pick up your phone?" I look at him straight in the eyes."Yeah, Sunny did you run away from your boy toy to get some daddy love? Or did you fall on off your bike?" I didn't even understand what the fuck he was talking about and before I could say anything else another jock starts to talk. 

"Oh, no poor Sunny. Did you fall down a well? " He looked at me with sad puppy eyes, nothing like Alex's eyes. No this was disgusting, "Hey, Sunny do you learn to take jokes as easily as you do dick, you whore?" At that point, I might have snapped. "The fuck you want dick face. I have nothing but stand here. Leave me the fuck alone why don't ya?" Another jock starts to talk... "Wow, this slut has got some kick in her. Why don't you go home and let your daddy teach you a lesson...hmmm? Or do I need to?," was that a threat Oh I think the fuck not, "I'm afraid if I kick you in the vag that I might lose my shoe."                                                                                                              "Fuck off you dick. And I don't need you to teach me a lesson either...Oh and enough about me. What about you how is your mother vag tasting these days?" Everyone starts to get really tense, at least tenser than before.                                                                                                                                             "I wouldn't really know because I've been seeing your mom."                                                                 "Ha, that's funny because she's dead prick!" Tears start to run down my cheeks as I scream more and more to them. Alex has stepped back not comforting me or anything. I scream at them for what seems like an eternity. I finally walk around them into the building leaving a trail of guilt behind me. I could they talk to me like that, I mean I've never slept with anyone. Well my dad, but that's not my choice is it. Also, Alex did nothing he didn't try to stop them or anything. Maybe he does believe the rumors that they tell. Maybe he isn't as good as I think he is.

The final bell ends and everyone is trying to get out of the building. I sit at my desk for another five minutes letting my teacher stand there looking at me. I see Alex walk by the classroom we make eye contact before he turns to walk down the hall. I get up and head to my locker. When I get there I can see all the stuff people have posted on there. Rude comments about my life and how I look like a slut. I don't even dress like have of the whore here how can I be the biggest slut here? I glance to my right and Alex is walking next to me holding his backpack on his shoulders. He doesn't talk as I open my locker to grab my books. We walk out together not saying one single word to each other. He finally opens his mouth as we get closer to his car.         "Sunny...about earlier...I didn't know that they were going to do that. I didn't know what to do as they kept saying that stuff," I watch the cracks in the pavement as we walk more, "Can you please tell me why you left? Please, Sunny?" I get enough nerves to look at him in the eyes.  "Fine I can tell you, but you promise you won't tell your new popular friends of yours?," I see him nod his head, "I left because I was late...and when I'm late bad things happen. You can probably tell by my bruises and scars. I'm not going to say any more to that and I can't do anything about it either. And you can't either, none of us can stop what goes on behind closed doors. No one..." I start to walk off when I finish talking, letting what I just said sink in. No other words were exchanged after that. He sent me a text later that afternoon...saying please read.