Chapter 5

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Rasticore POV

I had to tell my dad. I couldn't keep Toffee and I a secret from my family. I was nervous, preparing to give him a very long story of how and why I was doing this. He always want and exclamation of my choices. I knocked on his door quietly, feeling my palms sweating slightly. "Come in." I opened the door and sat down, my father distracted, always on his laptop, always busy. I sighed and took a deep breath before beginning. "Father." He stopped and looked at me with sudden surprise. "There's something wrong isn't there?" I twisted my fingers. "It isn't wrong but...there's something I need to tell you." I then explained. I told him everything I could. About Toffee being abused by his father, he living alone for years, how River had been threatening him. I finally told him about how Toffee and I were in a relationship. He was so quiet the whole time. He never spoke. He only listened. When I was done I was breathless hoping he would say anything to me. He gave me a stare. There was no emotion just a stare. He then smiled. "I'm glad you told me, son. I never knew you had the courage to tell me." "But, what about the relationship?" His smile grew even more. "I don't care. The only thing I care about is that you are happy with someone who loves you. I've heard a lot about Toffee. Very intelligent and kind. I'm very happy and I will support you with all my heart." I felt my tears falling. "Thank you dad. Oh, God, I can't believe how good it feels to tell you." He stood from his seat and gave me his bear hug. "Of course son. I want you to have a happy life, as well as Toffee." He let me go and smiled warmly at him. His eyes showed noting more but happiness and excitement. "Anyway son, I have to continue work, you know how it is for me." I nodded and smiled at him, making him surprised. "I know dad. Wish you luck." I left his office and to my room. I brought Toffee back to his house, so I very well knew he was asleep. I sighed and took out my phone looking through my social media. There was nothing interesting. I began to think about Toffee. If only he could live here...he was so stubborn, but so weak.

The next day he was smiling in the halls. He looked so bright. It was just something about I'm that seemed so precious. "Hey Rasticore." "Hey, Toffee, you look really happy." He nodded. "I'm just in good mood is all." I smirked. "Oh? Really? Or is there something else going on?" He smiled even wider, his brow raised. "What do you expect hm?" That little brat. Playing around with me. We both walked to class silently.

Toffee POV

Knowing that Rasticore is mine, I felt a little proud and more positive My self esteem seemed to rise. After classes, I was ready to leave to see Theodoria. I haven't seen her for a while now. I was beginning to miss her very much. A hand gripped my arm tightly. "Not so fast there Toffee. You need to pay." Fuck. It was River. He pinned me to the wall and grinned. "Think you could go without a punishment? That ain't going to happen." He chuckled deeply. "And this is going to be the perfect thing for you." "What are you goi-mpph!" He pressed his lips on mine and kissed me furiously. I tried pulling away, I kept punching him fiercely, he wouldn't budge. "Stop-" Bad idea. He forcefully let his tongue enter my mouth. His hands were trailing down to my pants. Oh no. Now I was trying to pull him away. No, he couldn't. But he was. He let go and threw me into an unknown room, closing the door and locking it.

I went to the hospital late. Oh my God, please forgive me. As I was about to leave to head to Theodoria's room, the doctor saw me. He frowned. "You're late." I nodded, my eyes not moving. I was too shocked to speak, and my body felt like it was hit with a huge boulder. The doctor seemed to take notice. "Toffee? You look ill. Had something happened?" I nodded and let a few word slip out of my mouth. "Yes sir, something horrible has happened. I'm afraid." I began to cry. I couldn't stop. I kept crying and crying, loud wails disturbed the hospital. He told me to calm down. He took me to a room. "Don't close the door! Leave me alone!" I was still traumitized of what happened. Every face looked like River's. The same grin, the same laugh, the same evil look in his eyes. I couldn't stop crying all day. Nurses came to check for any injuries. There were many. Bruises across my entire body, scratches on my shoulders, my bruised and swollen lips. I wanted Rasticore here now. I missed him. But he was too busy with football. "Where are you when I need you?" I whispered. I tried to convince the doctor for me to see Theodoria; I still want to see her. After all, I was the one protecting her from this. "Toffee you can't please understand-" "No! I want to see her please! I want her safe!" They brought in therapists and police. I described everything to them. But I didn't tell them who raped me. "I couldn't see him," I lied. They all seemed frustrated of the issue. If only I could tell them. Everyone was gone for a while, until Mr. Rose came in. "Toffee!" He screamed, as if I was the most precious thin got him. He hugged me tightly. The smell of his cologne somehow soothed me. "I heard about everything. I am so sorry." He looked so sad, as if he failed the most important thing ever. "I'm alright, just a little injury and shock is all," I tried reassuring him. He sighed. "That's not true. I'm sorry to say this but-" He looked into my eyes. "You are moving in with the Rosewell's." "Sir there's no need-" "No, Toffee, I've heard enough of the truth from my son. There's no going back. I want you safe. For my son." I gasped. He knew. This made me relieved but also very mad. I finally agreed. I gave him my address, so he could get one of his helpers to bring my clothes to his place. He had a guest room already prepared for me. He confronted the doctor, assuring him that I would be fine. The doctor gave me two weeks off. "You've been going through a lot Toffee, and we need to make sure you are healthy and safe." I thanked him and left the hospital, leaving her behind. As I entered his car I sighed. This was it. I was going to live with Rasticore.

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