Zahra- Scarred

Zahra- Scarred (chapt 11)

Chapter 11

I woke up to my front door opening. I shot up slightly down but ignoring my real emotions and throwing on a happy face. I tied my hair into a hair band and made my way down the stairs to see them looking tanned. Only on their faces though, since you're not allowed to show too much skin in Iran.

Dad-Zahra" he said opening his arms. I didn't want to hug him but he was my dad. My mum then hugged me kissing me on the forehead.

Her-how you been Z?

Me-good I guess" she nodded smiling before going upstairs with her suitcase

Dad-definitely going back soon" he said with a big smile planted on his face.

Mum-Of course" she replied coming back downstairs

Me-you obviously had a good time..

Her-great time" she corrected me kissing my dad. They had obviously gotten back that spark they had lost a couple of years ago.

Dad-Z go make some food" I sighed going into the kitchen

Him-have you got anything for dinner?

Me-no

Him-well you will have to go out" I rolled my eyes literally throwing the glass into the sink not caring if it broke or not, but thankfully it didn't.

Mum-anyways im gone going to show the girls the photos" she said lying when I knew she was going to meet her male friends. She didn't even have any "girls" She told me she hated girls because they were to bitchy and spiteful. I have had my taste of what she was talking about, who knew Lauren would turn on me like that.

I lightly laughed to myself.

Me-Gosh, it's Lauren course she would" I laughed to myself

Dad-who's Lauren?" I quickly turned to him dropping soap on the floor

Me-oh no one, just some girl from some show" he nodded looking at the soap on the floor

Me-I'll clean that in a minute" he sat down as the front door slammed

Him-Did Raj come?" my stomach began to ache me. Tears had already come up to the surface. I had almost forgotten about him, he was something I didn't want to think about.

I stood there reliving the whole thing...

He grabbed me pulling me close to him making our bodies touch

Me-can you let go of me please" I asked trying to push him off me

Him-let's not act like you haven't done this before" I stared at him as his eyes spelled evil.

I then tried fighting him off me, punching him and slapping him.

He then pushed me into the kitchen counter.

Him-don't make this longer than it needs to be" a tear then ran down my cheek as my heart fell to the ground

Me-LET GO!" I began screaming not letting what was supposed to happen, happen. I refused to let him rape me.

He pushed my hands up resting them against the cupboards holding them with his left hand. I struggled to release them from his grip, I tried with all my energy and strength but failed as he had already ripped my top of me and had undone my bra. I stood there ashamed as he stared at my bare chest.

Me-HELP!!" he quickly smacked face twice before giving my his threatening glare. He didn't need to say a word his eyes said it all. I shut up trying to fight him silently. He placed his cold hand on to my breast raising small Goosebumps on my chest and squeezed them into his hand but had an un-amused facial expression.