A changed life (a mindless behavior love story)

Scared

Ray: Go in the living room and sit down.

Me: Uhm okay

Chres: Okay.

Chres and I went to the living room and sat on the couch. I look up at him as he turns on the tv. Ray walks through the living room and opens the door. Chres looks at me and kisses my forehead gently.

Chres: It's gonna be okay.

Me: What? What's going on?

A familiar male walks into the room. I study him. Those brown eyes, that chiseled jaw No.. It can't be him. Not again. No..

Dad: Hello Kennedy..

Me: What are you doing here?!

Dad: Rayon invited me.

I look at Ray quickly. My eyebrows nit together, as I stare at him. He walks toward me, grabs my arm and pulls me into the kitchen. I close the door lightly.

Ray: I know you never wanted to see your dad again but he needs to be in your life.

Me: No he doesn't!! He beat and abused me since I was twelve.

Ray: He's changed, you have to let that go.

Ray hugs me tightly sending a warm sensation through my stomach. I look into his eyes and blush slightly. I don't like him, I'm finally with Chres and that's all I need. Right? That's it. I sigh deeply.

Ray: I know how you feel right now.

Me: What?

Ray: I don't know how I feel about you either.

Me: Kiss me....

Ray: What?!

Me: Kiss me.. it's the only way to know..

He looks at me and leans toward me. Our lips meet in the middle for a slight kiss. We kiss for about thirty seconds and then pull away quickly shaking our heads in discuss.

Ray: Well now we know

Me: Yeah..

It wasn't bad, it was just the opposite. He felt it too. I look down.

Ray: C'mon..

He lets go of me and we walk back in the living room. I look at my dad and then at Chres.

Dad: So.. How are things?

Me: Good, I guess.

Dad: I know I hurt you in the past a lot, but I'm sorry.. I've changed and I want you to come home with me.

Me: Dad.. It's been years. You can't just waltz in here saying you're a "changed man" and think I'll forgive you just that quickly..

Dad: Kennedy, I'm so sorry for what I did to you. You had reminded me so much of your mother..

Me: But still, even when she was alive, you still beat me when she wasn't home!

Dad: Kennedy, please forgive me. I regret doing all of that.. I missed so much of your life.

I look into his eyes. Tears forming in his eyes as he rises from the couch. He's really sorry, maybe I should forgive him.

Me: I-I forgive you..

Dad: Really?

Me: Yes..

He hugs me. I hug him slightly as my eyes water. His hand runs from my upper back to my lower back. I look at him. He lets go slowly and looks at me.

Dad: Kennedy, I miss you so much.

Me: I wish I could say the same.

He frowns as he looks at me.

Dad: Could we talk in private.

I nod as we walk somewhere more private. He looks at me, as I look at the ground. His hand falls on my shoulder.

Dad: Kennedy look okay. I don't want to hurt you anymore. I'm sorry about the rape and the beating. It'll never happen again.

Me: I don't know if I believe you. I-I-

I begin to feel dizzy and stumble a little. The room around me began to spin. I collapse onto the floor, breathing heavy.

Me: No Daddy I'm sorry!! I didn't mean it!

Dad: SHUT THE FUCK UP!!

His belt repeatedly hitting my skin. My eyes fill with tears. He stops suddenly and just looks at me.

Dad: I'm sorry baby girl. You look so much like your mother.

Me: Huh?

He picks me up and takes me to his room, lying me onto his bed gently. I begin to feel his lips peck my neck. I do nothing and just stare at the ceiling. Don't want to make Daddy mad again right? Not again. Why is he doing this to me and not Mommy?

Me: No daddy stop it!

Dad: Be calm baby girl, it'll feel good soon enough.

He unbuttons my shirt, unhooking my bra and kissing my chest slowly and gently. I try to push him off of me but he pins my hands down. Soon enough he's undressed the both of us. I try to scream for help but he puts duck tape over my mouth and ties my hands to the head board.

He pries my legs open and stares. He then puts a condom on. My eyes fill with tears as he rams himself into me. I scream at the intense pain. He starts of at a fast pace, killing my insides.

I wake up in the living room lying on Chres's lap.

Chres: Glad you're up.

Me: What happened? Where's my dad?

Chres: He left a little while ago. Said he needed to clear his mind a little bit more.

Me: Oh, okay

Chres wipes off my forehead with a warm rag. I look at him and then at Ray.

Ray: Feel better?

Me: Mhm

Ray: Good..

I sit up.