I Know You Can't Speak

Part 7:

Jasmine:

After Deja left was when it began. The same night. He didn't waste anytime. Like clockwork, he came into my room at the same night.

"Mommy told me Deja don't live here nomore and not to let her in" he said as he sat on my bed. I pretended to be sleep, hoping that he would just go away. He didn't. "You know what that means right?" He asked me as he slid in my bed. He put his hands down my pajama pants and started touching me. Tears slid down my face as fast as I would slide down a sliding board at a playground. I couldn't understand what was running through his mind that would make him look at me in such a manner. He did the usual, touching me, making me touch him but then he stopped. I breathed a sigh of relief as I thought it was over. But it wasn't. "Come here" he said as he made me move my head down.

"What are you doing?" I asked him wide eyed.

"Relax" he told me. He moved my head under the covers and his penis stood at attention right before my face. I had never saw one before in my life and would have never guessed that my first time seeing one would be my brothers. "Put it in ya mouth" he said to me.

"I'm not doing that. Don't make me do that. I don't wanna do that. I don't know how to do that" I said petrified, still wide eyed and through tears.

"Jus do it, it's not gonna hurt" he said as he forcefully pushed my head on it. He made my head move up and down as he moaned out like I knew what I was doing. "Ouuu, ahhh". Everytime I tried to move my head, he would push it further. I started crying and sobbing and choking and he stopped me. He pulled my pajama pants off and put his "thing" against my "thing".

"I've been waiting for this" he whispered in a creepy voice as I tried to back up.

"Darryl stop it or I'm gonna tell mommy!" I yelled muffled as he put his hand over my mouth.

"You think she gonna believe you?" He asked me as he tried to enter me and I screamed out in pain. Tears flowed down my face like a waterfall. He kept pushing until he was all the way in. I felt like I was on fire down there as he broke his way into me.

"Ouch you're hurting me!" I screamed into his muffled hand.

"Ouuu Jasmine this is tight" he said as I cried. Ignoring my words and tears, he kept going and grunting as I laid lifeless until he made this noise, I'm assuming to indicate that he was done.

"I told you I wanted you to feel it" he said as he pulled his pants up and walked out of my room. I got up, barely able to move as I looked down on my bed and there was blood there. I pulled my pants up and slowly walked over to Deja's bed. I was 10, my brother was 16 and I had just lost my virginity to him.

This continued for years until the time I was 14; and it only stopped because I finally got a break. When I got to 9th grade, I met my Bestfriend. Being as though my elementary and middle school were all in the same school, 9th grade was a whole new school for me. A whole new world. I figured I could start fresh at my new school, make friends and live my life the way I wanted. I was lost in the hallways trying to figure out where my home room was.

"Hey, you lost?" She asked me as she could tell by the look of confusion on my face.

"Ye-yes I am, I don't know where my homeroom is" I told her as I passed her my paper with my classes on it.

"Lemme see"

"Oh, we have the same home room" She told me as she began walking. I followed her, walking behind her as I watched her walk in confidence, compared to how I was walking and looking. She was pretty. With her Almond Milky Way skin tone. She had on the latest clothes, sporting a jean skirt with a shirt falling off both her shoulders and some knee high socks. She had one some suede boots and a bag to match. Her hair and nails was freshly done. She was the shit. When we walked into homeroom, everybody stopped and stared at her as she walked to the spot that had two empty seats. We sat down and that's when she introduced herself.