First Sight

Dark Memories

  I sigh relaxing. Feeling the tension go away. The stress of the day disappearing. Andy nibbling on my neck. His arm gently pressing me against him. Slowly I drift off to sleep.

  When I wake I'm in my fathers old farmhouse. Laying in an old silk night gown. I look over myself. No scratches. No bruises. Just dirt. Fog drifts in from under the door. The one that leads outside. I get up and walk over to it. Clank! I trip. My ankle is chained to the floor. I tug. I pull. I yank. Tears form in my eyes. I wince as it digs into my ankle.

  Creeeeeeeaaaaakkkkkkk.... The door slowly opens.

  "What the hell" I gasp crawling over to the corner. Its my dad with another man. They both approach me. Slow but steady.

  "Miranda. Don't be afraid. Its just like always. Do what he wants. It'll be over before you know it" dad says calmly. I press myself against the wall.

  "No... No. No! Not again... Never again" I cry shaking my head. Squeezing my eyes shut.

  "Come here little lady... I won't hurt you. I just wanna play" the man says. A slight lisp mixing up his words.

  "Fuck you asshole" I snap. Spitting in his face.

  "Why you little" he growls reaching for me.

  I sit straight up. Screaming. Grabbing my alarm clock off the night stand and throwing it across the room. It hits the wall and falls on the floor. Breaking into pieces.

  "What the hell" Andy says jumping up. He grabs me and pins me down.

  "Fuck you. Go to hell. Never again" I scream kicking him.

  "Miranda! Its me! Its Andrew" Andy shouts in my face. I stop. Bursting into tears. Hair clings to my sweaty face and neck. Andy gets off and pulls me into his lap. Rocking me gently. My mom rushes into the room. Trying to push Andy away. I scream clinging to him.

  "Miranda stop" Mom scoffs.

  "Its not my fault. She had a bad dream. I promise" Andy says stroking my head. I sob nodding. Covering myself up with the covers.

  "Do you have her" mom asks Andy. He looks down at me and nods.

  "What was it about" he asks.

  "My dad" I whine. Mother stands. Her lips pressed into a line.

  "Don't start" she snaps walking out of the room.

  "You're the one who left me behind" I shout tossing a pillow at her.

  "Hey. Its okay. It was just a dream. You're fine" Andy shushes me. I sigh leaning against his chest. Wiping my cheeks off.

  "It wasn't just a dream. It was reality" I say looking up at him. He furrows his eyebrows at me. Looking totally lost. "My dad used to sell my body for money. He used to lock me in his old barn. A farmhouse. He sent men in there. Men I didn't know" I whisper.

  "That sick bastard... Well he will never do that to you again. No one will ever do that to you again. I promise you that. If they do I'll kill them. You don't deserve that" Andy sighs kissing my head.

  "I hope not... It was terrible. The things they did" I breathe. Andy shushes me. Laying down. Laying me on top of him.

  "Go back to sleep. Don't worry about that. I'm here now. And if anyone wants to get to you they'll have to go through me" Andy says pecking me on the lips. I burrow my face into his chest. Drifting back to sleep.