*disclaimer this is my first time writing a story please only give constructive criticism*
Carter has been thrown a lot of stones in life. will she let the pain and suffering get to her or will love cure it all?
*read to find out*
The visit to the prison is still affecting me two weeks later. Every Time I close my eye. I see my dad crying. Every Time I go sleep I have freighting recurring dreams that I can't shake when i'm awake. But it also helped me understand that even through all the harsh things he did he is still a person with feelings that he was trying to run from. I love him but it's going to take me a while to forgive him.
So today is Thanksgiving. This day has been a dreadful one for years. After I turned ten my holidays were destroyed, I never had proper meals cooked, never had family to spend the day with and I never had anyone who cared after that certain point in life. But today I woke up to music play,the smell of food and sound of people laughing
I woke Chrys up because if I didn't she was going to sleep all morning. Then I went in the bathroom and brushed my teeth, washed my face, showered, put my hair a messy bun and put on a little makeup. Then I went in my room and got dresses I put on a grey crop top, blue high waisted jeans, a maroon jacket and white chucks.
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After I was finished getting dressed. I knocked on the bathroom door and told Chrys that I was going to the park for a while. While I was walking the couple blocks to the park. I saw Cole and his friends playing basketball. I walked pass slowly so that he could notice me. When I glanced over he was actually coming towards me I started running down the hill to the park and he started chasing.
He caught up to me grabbing onto my waist picking me up. I laughed as put me over his shoulder.
"Get off of me" I said laughing
"Ok i'm about to put you down" he said smiling
He carried me over to the swings and sat me on one. Then He started pushing me. He is so cool I love our friendship.
"Carter i'm sorry for kissing you" he said apologetically
"It's Ok but don't try anything else ok we're just friend" I said kindly while smiling
"Ok just friends" he said agreeably
I stayed at the park for about an hour talking and play with Cole. I walked back home. When I entered the house Mr and Mrs johnson family were already here. I said hello to everyone and went up to my room. I wonder where Chrys is so I checked my phone no messages and no calls. So I decided to call her.
"Hello wassup Carter?" she questioned
"Where are you?" i questioned concerned
"I had to run an errand I will be back in about an hour... but I have to go" she said in rush
"Ok be safe" I said hanging up.
As I waited for Chrys I decided to watch a movie. As I was watching the movie. My door creaked open I stared at it but I didn't move. Then I saw a shadow on the floor and it's a man.
"Who is it". I called out fearfully
Instead of answering he entered my room. When I saw it was Mr.johnson brother I grabbed my cover and put it over my body. He closed the door and locked it. He walked over to me and sat on the end of my bed.
"So why is a pretty girl like sitting up here alone " he questioned weirdly but aggressively
"I will scream" I said with fear in my voice.
"If you scream no one will hear you and if they do I will tell everyone you came on to me. Do you understand" he said aggressively
I shook my head yes as he cornered me. It was as if he knew my next move. He pulled the covers off of me examining every part of my body. As he lustfully looked at me. Tears fell down my face slowly and fear came rushing through my veins.
He grabbed my legs pulling me down causing my body to be in a resting position. Then he unbuckled me pants and remove them from my legs. I just laid there in shock that this was actually happening to me, I couldn't move.... I couldn't yell. I just laid there lifeless. As he moved my underwear to the side and began to thrust in and out of me causing me to bleed. I felt like was dieing, like my soul was being taken from me.
After he was done. He went into my bathroom freshened up and went back to downstairs like he didn't just steal from me, like he didn't just take my innocents. I got up and took long painful lifeless steps to the bathroom. I cleaned myself up, locked my door. Laid on the floor crying and rocking myself to sleep.
About an hour later. I heard knocking at my door. I called out to hear who it was. I went over and opened the door.
"Hey Carter why was the door locked it's never locked" she questioned kindly
"Umm i just wanted to be alone that's all" I replied
"Are you ok" she questioned concerningly
"Yes Chrys i'm fine" I said calmly
Minutes later we were called down to eat dinner. I couldn't bare seeing his face, feeling his presence and blessing the table with someone as trifling as him.
"Chrys you go i'm not feeling good ....and i'm not really hungry" I said normally
"Ok I will make you a plate and put it up" she said reassuringly
After she exited the room I changed my sheets. Laid down and went back to sleep. I couldn't bare being woke replaying what happened over and over again.
