In the last chapter I failed to mention that there was going to be a Winter's Ball (wink) so now know that there will be a ball, on that Friday, and now that I'm too lazy to write a chapter on it I'm gonna fast forward to where Eliza tells Philip(sr.) about the dance, because the sisters saw a few posters and it caught Eliza's eye. Also, there is a Rated R moment, so IM WARNING YOU
No one's POV
(Same day)
The moment Elizabeth got home she was dreading to see her father, but she needed permission to go to the dance unlike her other sisters. "Father, I need to ask you something." She says fiddling with the hem of her sweater. "What is it then?" Her father snaps. "Well, there's going to be a school dance and I was wondering if I could go." Philip drags her by the arm to his study and examines her up and down.This part's kind of rated R but not...READ AT YOUR RISK, if you are comfortable reading this stuff then read on, but I must warn you...
RATED. R.
KIND OF RAPE
SORT OF SMUT (for those of u who don't know what that is, it's sex)
READ AT YOUR OWN RISKKKKKK
Eliza shudders as her father places a hand on her thigh and kisses her neck slowly. She whimpers and tries not to gag while he leaves a trail of hickeys on her neck. He slowly undresses her and touches her in all the wrong places. Philip undresses himself and pulls of any piece of clothing Eliza had on. He kisses and bites her neck and moves downward. Philip smirks as a slight moan escapes Eliza's mouth. "Hm, you like that, slut?" He hums. Eliza's eyes fill with tears at the nicknames he gives her.
Baby...
Babe...
Gorgeous...
Sexy...
Whore...
Cunt....
Stupid Bitch....
Dumb Bitch...
Sex predator...
And now Slut...
She was so trapped in her thoughts she didn't realize she was riding him. Tears slowly dripped down her face from the pain. Why does it always have to be me? She thinks. Philip pulls out panting and slowly pulls his clothes. "You've been a good girl," He says, "you can go to the dance." All Eliza can do is nod.
*Rated R moment end*
Eliza's POV
I can go to the ball because I was a good girl, because I let him use my body, because I LET HIM RAPE ME! I slide down the wall, curl up into a ball, and sob. After 20 minutes of sobbing, I get up and put by clothes back on. I stagger down the hall to the bathroom, fight my way through the pain, and turn the shower on.Who wants to know what Eliza did in the shower???
After my shower I run to my room and change. I spend the rest of my time watching cheesy romance movies and wishing that I had a guy like the ones in movies.
Alexander's POV
"John, I'm not going to some stupid high school dance, based on Winter, which is almost over!"
John- my boyfriend pouts. "Please?" "No."
"Maybe we could dance together." He says with a smirk. I mentally facepalm myself. "John!" I whine. He laughs and playfully kisses my cheek. "Please Alex, it'll be fun!" I play with his ponytail of curls. "Okay, fine" I'm going to a dumb high school dance. Wow. Fuck you John.Hi! I'm so sorry for putting u and Eliza in that situation!! But, things gotta get interesting right? Anyway I'll leave u alone now
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