The Struggle is Real

Chapter 4

I woke up in the alley way naked, bruised, and battered. I got up slowly and gathered all my clothes and put them back on. There was no sign of Rodney, and I'm glad of it. After what he did to me last night, I tremble in fear at his site. I then remember that I have school today, crap, I'm dead. I then quickly ran to my house, well, I limped. I couldn't tell Jonathan what Rodney did to me, if he ever found it he would kill him, literally. I arrived at home to see Jonathan siting in the chair, with face looking like he I beyond livid. "Where the hell have you been!? I've been worried sick about you and it's a school day, you're late!" he yelled, all I could do was stay silent. Jonathan then pulled me towards him and bent me over the couch, oh no! "No! No! Jonathan don't I'm sorry!" I pleaded to him. I knew he was about to whoop me, and after my night, I don't know if I could take it. Jonathan then proceeded to smack my butt hard, I jolted up and grabbed my bottom in pain "Move your hands Alisha." Jonathan commanded, "Please Jonathan." I begged to him. "Now!" Jonathan commanded again on Auchincloss more firm and scary voice. I moved my hand slowly away from my rear and he began smacking it again.

After 20 minutes of constant slapping of my ass, he stopped and lifted me off the couch arm, "Now go get dressed for school. I walked to my room, rubbing my sore ass, and got dressed for the school day. I threw the clothes I wore last night in the trash, so I wouldn't be reminded of what happened, and as I went to walk out my room, a shot of pain went through my stomach. I ignored it after it stopped, must of been the alcohol upsetting my stomach. I went into the car and sat gently in the car so he could drive me to school. We didn't talk the hole drive to the school , he was still mad at me, and I was afraid to even speak. He dropped me of at school and I hopped out the car so I wouldn't have to be in that awkward atmosphere. Luckily, when I got to school I saw Brianna and her crew, but they didn't bother me at all. I guess that's one thing I can thank that asshole Rodney for. I had arrived to my third class on time, thank god, but during the class the stomach pains came back. It was getting worse every time it came back, but I was able to hide my pain for everyone in the class. It felt like someone was repeatedly stabbing me in the stomach, it was unbearable. "Miss Paige. How about participating in class and coming up here to answer the question." the teacher uttered, crap. I don't know if I have enough energy to stand, let alone walk. I got up finally, with legs wiggling like its jello, and slowly walked to the board to solve the question. I solved it, thank god it was right, but I felt dizzy and I knew I couldn't make it back to my desk. "Very good Alisha. You may sit down now." the teacher said, but I don't know if I could even make it to sit down. I tried walking back to my seat, but three feet into the walk I got light headed and collapsed to the ground. It all went blank after that.

I woke up in a hospital bed, I saw Jonathan and a doctor talking and then they looked at me, "Good, now she and you can hear the news." the doctor said, I then recalled all my recents events in my life and knew the news wasn't going to be good. "Alisha has scars around her vagina, which could be a sign of rape." he exclaimed, and all I could do was tremble on bed from the memory. but there was worse news then that, the worst of all. I'm pregnant...