No Way Out

Chapter 9

It's 6:00 and I'm just laying in bed, thinking about my fucked up life.

I can't go to college, I can't provie for Jaylee, or I can't provide for myself.

My life is horrible.

I hadn't even noticed I was crying until I felt tears in my mouth.

I let out a sob, then I covered my mouth with my hands so I wouldn't wake Jaylee, but it was to late.

"Mommy? What's wrong?"

"Shh, nothing baby."

"It's okay mommy. "

She hugged me and kissed my cheek only making me crying harder.

I wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for her. She's my world, I'm nothing with out her.

I don't know how long I was crying, but by the time I stopped my alarm was ringing telling me it was time for Jaylee to wake up, but to my surprise, she was already woke.

"Are you okay now mama?" She asked.

"Yes, I'm okay love. Let's get you ready."

I could finally pick her up again, and bend over, and the bruises went down, but you still can see them so I still have to wear make up to cover it up.

I picked her up and carried her to her room, "What do you want to wear?" I sniffled.

I'm so ready to get this cast off my arm.

"Um," She walked to her closet, and pulled down a outfit, "This!"

She picked out white skinny jeans, and a silver glittery tank top, with a demin vest.

I got out her silver glittery toms also.

I started changing her, when The Man walked in.

My heart started racing.

"Both you are pure bitches. " He looked at us with disgust, and Jaylee hit behind my legs.

"Come here Jay Jay." He said kneeling down.

"No!" I yelled.

"Yes!" He mocked me, moving closer.

When he was close enough, he snatched Jaylee from behind me, and I wanted to slap myself for not putting her pants on fast enough.

Jaylee started to cry.

"Oh shutup!" He yelled in her face.

I really wanted to do something other than stand here and watch, but I don't know what.

He turned her around, and pulled her to his chest, then he looked in her underwear.

I ran over to him, "Give her back!"

But with his free hand he pushed me harder than I expected, and I flew back into Jaylee's dresser, hitting my head in the process.

I groaned, and when I got back up, Jaylee was screaming while my father had his hands in her panties, rubbing her.

Oh God, he's never done anything like this before.

I stood up, and ran to him once again, I knocked him down, at the same time I pulled Jaylee away.

"Go into the bathroom and lock the door! NOW."

She ran to the bathroom, and I heard it slam shut.

My father got up, "Where did this confidence come from Jenni?" He cooed, taking steps toward me, while I took steps back.

My back hit the wall, and I knew I was a goner.

He pulled my hands over my head with one hand, and caressed my cheek with the other.

"It's been so long since I had a good fuck. " He whispered.

This man is on crack.

He is not about to rape me.

Please God, please don't let this man rape me.

I tried to struggle out of his grasp, but that only made his grip tighten.

"Don't fight it baby."

He threw me on the bed, and I rolled over, climbing off, but before I could run to the door, his hand caught my wrist.

"Where do you think your going?"

I whimpered.

He has never in life tried to rape me.

"Fuck you." I spat out, only digging myself a bigger hole.

"Don't worry sweetie, we'll be doing that shortly." He smiled evilly.

He threw me on the bed once again, a before I could move, he hovered above me.

He started pulling my Pajama pants down, while I struggled to keep them up.

Then all I heard was screaming.

"Leave my Mommy alone!" I heard Jaylee's voice yell.

I quickly got up to see Jaylee beating my father with a bat.

I took it from her, and hit him one good time with it, and then grabbed her bookbag, and quickly filling it with as many clothes and shoes as I could.

I then ran into my room, grabbing a bag, and quickly throwing as much clothes and shoes inside I possibly could.

I then went into the back my fathers room, going into his closet, grabbing the safe, putting in the code, and throwing all the money in my bag.

I ran into the bathroom, grabbing me and Jaylee's hair products, and my make up, along with a few other toiletries.

I went back into my room, and picked up my picture frame of my mom, putting it in the bag also.

I grabbed my car keys, and me and Jaylee hurried down stairs.

I knew I was wasting time, but I grabbed food also.

My broken arm started aching, but I wasn't worried about that now.

I ran outside with Jaylee, getting into the car, throwing everything in.

Once I made sure Jaylee was strapped in, I sped off.

Jaylee was in the back seat crying silently.

I absolutely hate seeing her upset.