Chapter 7

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My heart feels as if it can come to a hault any second now, and boy you have no idea how much I wish this happens. Time to clear away the dinner table, I pick up my plate and as I do his fingers brush against me, in digust and shock I let go of my plate and it shatters in pieces before my own eyes. 'WHAT ON EARTH IS YOUR PROBLEM?' My father yells at the top of his voice. 'Im sorry I didnt mean to!' I yell back as warms tears playfully moisten my eyes. 'GO UP TO YOUR ROOM NOW!' Theres no point in arguing back as it would only cause more problems for me. Its the night of my sisters school play rehearsal, which means as soon as my mother cleans up she'll take her over. Thats my night utterly ruined. I sit in a corner of my room, the place I used to feel most safe. But now, theres never a time when I do feel safe. Specially when i've got the company of my father. I lift up my t-shirt, and my fingers shakily bump over my red, grotesque scars.

Half an hour later after checking up on my Facebook and talking to my friends, I decide to go out for a few hours.

I can hear someone on the landing pondering about. My father, who else would it be? My door flys open and he stands in the hallway like a big shot giving me one of his fuking ugly smirks. Oh how I feel like murdering him no one would ever know. 'Someones looking rather... hot i'd say' his words pierce my ears and no matter what I do I cant block them out. 'Look dad, you cant keep on doing this to me without any explanation, and even if there is one you have no FUKIN right to treat me like this'. I keep my tears back this time so he doesn't sence my weakness. A cloudy gloom surrounds his face. 'Your fuking useless, and your a fukin slag, you love what happenes between us but you just cant admit it!' Is he honestly being serious? 'YOU NASTY BASTERD!' I yell at the top of my voice. There's a knock at the door and before I can escape he already makes a run for the door.

'Hello Mr.Daniels, can I please talk to Rosa? It's Katelyn, one of my best mates. 'Why of course you can!' He gives her a massive smile and she pleasantly says a little 'Thankyou', and walks up to my bedroom. As she enters my room I hear my dads car swerve away and I errupt into a river of tears. 'Heeey!' 'Whats up Rosa, are you ok? You've been acting proper strange so I thought i'd come over and talk to you and now I know there most deffinately know there is something wrong!' Yeh, so she's not oneto keep quiet which makes me calm down a bit. 'Promise me you'll not judge me or think im a dirty old piece of scum?' I ask her as hot beads of tears run down my face. 'Promise'. I've stopeed crying and fumes of anger fill me up inside. 'It's my dad... he's... well, ive had a few encounters where he does things im disgusted with!' Her hazel eyes widen and she shockingly steps back and says 'You mean your being RAPED?' 'YES, well dont put it like that and you cant tell anyone!' 'Oh im so sorry, you should have said something I can help you!' I can sense the shock in her voice. I agrily wipe away my tears and plead for her not to tell anyone.

'Well who else knows?' 'Just Jay... he's been a great mate, I just couldnt face telling anyone else at the moment'. As I mention his name theres a knock on the front door, I stay huddled up on the floor whilst Katelyn goes to answer the door. Both her and Jay starae at me from the door way, I can just imagine them both wondering why I'm keeping this from everyone. 'You ok?' He asks in his sweet voice. 'Yeeh I guess'. I jump when the front door slams shut and a deep voice bellows out 'GET THE FUCK DOWN HERE ROSA!' My fathers home. Katelyn and Jay do a good job of hiding behind my bed and I shakily stroll down the stairs. Not one gruesome guy.. but two...

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