•_•Can You Still Love Me? •_•

•_• 4

               •_•Chapter four •_•

     "Dad I'm home!" I yelled in the house. He wasn't home. So of my brother. I didn't care, so I went to the kitchen, cooked something for the both of them, and I grabbed my chicken salad. Then on the table I saw a note, it says:

     Be home late don't wait for me. Your brother will be home late as well.

           love,

                    Dad

         P.S. If you made dinner leave it on the stove we might get hungry after we come home.

    After I read it I went down stairs to my room. I started to do homework while I ate. I went upstairs and did my dishes. When I finished I saw dad on the sofa.

     I went up to him not knowing what he might do. When I saw him I knew he was drunk so I brought him to his room.

     My father is a single parent, since my mother left us ten years ago. I haven't seen her since.

     I probably know why he's like this. He's like this every time his girlfriend breaks up with him. When he woke up he saw me and said,"You look just like that disgraceful woman. With those gold eyes and white hair. You look exactly like that traitorous woman.

     He started beating me.

     Then kissing me every where.

     It felt disgusting. But I couldn't stop him. He's to strong forms. And no matter how much I struggled he would hit me and rape me altogether. Since then I've been wearing long sleeves, quit clubs, and don't go to any classes where my skin might get exposed.

      It was like this for five years. Somehow after that my brother found out. He wasn't abusive as father but he took care of me like he should. Soon after he settled in his job and when he  found out what dad has been doing and took me in. We even had to go to court because what my father did to me was forced rape and disgusting. Raping his own child.

     His blood and flesh.

     It couldn't be forgiven.

     How can it?

     Since then my brother took care of me. There was ten years difference between us. Everything was peaceful. Back to the way it was. To the way things should be. Now my brother's married and has three children. When I entered collage I saw something and I hoped I never went there.

     I was horrified.

     I wanted to runaway.

     But it was too late. I already paid for my tuition fee. I can't back out now. I'll have to talk to her after school but first I better call brother.

     The line wasn't getting through so I left a voice mail. After school one of the teachers called me to her office.