Never Settle

Chapter 4.

(12)
*Week later*
I grab all of my things.
My mom already checked me out.
As my mom carries my things since my wrists won't have much ability for a few months.
I walk out, the cold air hits my face hard.
I feel unfazed by the cold wind. I feel free, not fully but a bit.
For once I feel happy.
Then it all changes in a matter of seconds.
"Oh great, she didn't die."
I hear Charlie's voice.
I look up.
My mom keeps walking totally oblivious to what's happening.
"Hey, Charlie."
She smirks and grabs my wrists, she squeezes them.
"Seriously? You fail at everything!"
I pull my arms away.
"Fuck off."
I walk to my mom.
I hug her tightly as she opens the door to the car for me.
"Thank you for everything."
She smiles and gestures me to get in.
I sit down and she closes the door for me.
I look down at my wrists.
"I'm a failure," I mumble
"Sorry, sweetie?" She asks concerned.
"Nothing."
I sit back, I close my eyes to get some sleep before I have to deal with dad.
3 hours later
I wake up. Seeing myself on the couch in the living room.
I get up uncovering myself from the large laid blanket.
I look over the couch into the kitchen seeing my father sitting there on his laptop.
I get up slowly trying to walk to the stairs without getting noticed.
"Up I see."
I groan.
"Y-yeah."
He comes up to me and hugs me.
"I need to relieve my stress." He says quietly.
I push him away.
"No!"
"Mom!!" I yell.
My dad grabs me and covers my mouth.
I try to push away.
"She's sleeping." He whispers.
He grins evilly.
He bends me over and pulls down my pants.
He unzips his pants and begins to hump me.
He groans and moans, I try to get away but it doesn't work.
I hear a gasp and suddenly my father gets pushed off of me.
I fall to the ground crying.
She hits him over and over.
She grabs me and runs upstairs, we hide in Caitlyn's room.
"Whats going on mom?" She asks.
"Your dad is a rapist." She says quietly.
She holds the door same with me.
She dials 911.
She's on the phone with the police but my father bangs on the door and yells.
My sister cries, my mother talks to the cops while sobbing.
He begins to break down the door.
He yells but stops after we hear a bang on the front door.
He stops, we hear yelling, people telling him to get down.
We open the door to see 3 cops pointing their guns at him.
He is on the ground with his hands on his head.
They cuff and pick him up.
"Ill get you." He winks at me, then the cops walk him down stairs to the cop car.
My mother hugs both of us, both of them cry, except me...

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