Silenced

Chapter Twenty Three

Chapter Twenty Three

Brianna's POV

I sighed and silently sat down on my bed. Should I trust Jeremy again? He knew I despised Meagan, yet he was one step away from having sex with her. It makes me cringe just thinking out them doing such things. It made me want to throw up everything in my stomach.

The look on Meagan's makeup coated face was enough to make me want to slap her. She planned all of this to happen. She somehow found out I was going to be at the party and she wanted to hurt me without physically touching me or even saying anything to me. Well, her plan worked.

But, now, I have another problem in the works as well. Do I like Jeremy? I was so close to kissing him tonight. I guess that says something about me. It's not like you get sudden urges to kiss your best friend or anything. Well, some might, but I most certainly do not.

I leaned back on my bed, and shut my eyes. Maybe some rest will help.

I awoke with a start. I herd heavy thuds coming up the stairs.

Dad.

I scooted back into the corner of my bed and hugged my knees to my chest. I stared at the door in fright and my breathing was really uneven. He is just going to make my night worse.

Suddenly, the thudding stopped right at my door. I took a big intake of breath as the door swung open, hitting the wall. Dad stood in my doorway, smirking at me. He was in blue jeans, contractor boots and a stained gray t-shirt. His hair was disheveled and he smelled of cheep beer.

"Hello, Brianna," He said, stepping through the threshhold. I didn't really. I only whimpered, "Answer me!"

"H-Hi," I mumbled, a tear falling down my cheek. He looked at me, and seemed to take in my appearence.

"Did you go out tonight?" He asked, stepping closer.

"No," I gulped. He laughed devilishly, and swiftly grabbed my arm, pulling me off the bed.

"Don't fucking lie to me," He spat, sqeezing my arm enough that it would most likely bruise.

"Y-You're hurting me," I cried, trying to get away from him.

"Good," He grinned, "Thats the point."

I little bravery began to build up inside me. I looked up at him. He seemed like he was waiting for me to answer him. I took in a deep breath and kneed him in the groin. He immediately let go of me and let out a deep groan.

Run.

Just as I began to run, I felt him grab my ankle, making me fall to the ground.

"Let me go!" I yelled, kicking my legs violently.

"You stupid bitch!" He raged, quickly letting go of my ankle ad grabbing me by the shoulders to haul me up. He slammed me against the wall, and placed his hand around my throat and squeezed.

"S-Stop," I pleaded, a stream of tears cascading down my cheeks.

"Not with that little stunt you pulled!" He yelled, squeezing impossibly harder. My vision began to get spotty.

"I-I'm," I gulped, "sorry."

"You better fucking be," He said, laughing mercilously.

My eyes began to open and close and my breathing was slowing down.

I'm going to die.

The last thing I hear is, "Sleep well, Brianna." and I drop to the floor.

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Wow, this chapter is so sucky.

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