Chapter 11: we've got a situation.

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Kate

I laid against my pillow for a long time this morning trying to remember all of what I didn't remember but it wouldn't let me something blacked out my sight. the sun was bright and casting shadows into my room of the trees. I looked around

My room though there was not much to it. I rolled over and suppressed a scream.

I uncovered my body and looked at the bruises that were obvious on my body. I tried to brush off the visions of last nights encounter with bill. I had decided not to call him my father a long time ago after the first time he came into my room. He was no father to me. Not now nor would he ever be.

I pulled myself up from the bed and sat still stairing at the bruises on my ribs. I wanted no one to know I was awake yet Because then hell would start. I sighed heavily as I slowly reached for my robe. I was to soar to lift my arms. I tied it up at the waist and sat there for a long time. Lost in thought. Cobey seemed to fill all of them though.

I was disturbed by a hard knock and bills voice." girllllll you better get your ass up befor I bust down this door! You have work"! After that he left without another word.

I sighed and got up. I went down stairs and poured a glass of water drinking slowley. My throat hurt as well. I imagined cobey sliding his hands around my waist and kissing my neck as I drank my water Instead of a shower. Which is crazy because I've NEVER done that with a man in my life.

Come to think of it I've never done a thing with Any man. I couldn't because I was so scared I would end up making the same mistakes as my mother. She had me at 16 and I was raised by her and my dad since. Though they seem to love eachother sometimes it's not true It's always a front. She was a young mom and so was my dad he was 17. 'guess that's why he's still so into the younger girls' I snickered as I finished my glass.

Yet something about cobey just kept drawing me in and I didn't wanna get away. When he kissed me last night it was instant familiarity! I wanted to kiss him back but my face hurt so much that I couldn't. His beautiful face had looked so concerned last night. Even when he washed away the gross stuff my father left on me he didn't seemed the least revolted he seemed to pissed.

Yet when I asked him why he couldn't just stop and let me stay he pushed it away with some stupid answer. He couldn't even give me the truth. My smile faded into a frown as I all but slammed the glass down into the sink. As I stomped up the stairs I could hear bill speaking to me.

"you break you replace cunt!" he was sure to make sure I heard the snarl In his voice.

I remembered when I was a baby he use to carry me around everywhere. We were inseperitable until I turned 12. Then mom got meaner, dad started getting drunk, and I snapped. I didn't want my family that way. But they wouldn't change no matter how much I begged.

As soon as I was about to close the door to my room my mom walked past. She stopped and looked at me with a tight smile on her face. " was daddy to rough on you last night?" she glared at me" he told me how you begged! You disgust me!" she continued walking. Of course he told her that..And of course she believed him.

I closed the door and threw on my black jeans and my black v-neck shirt. It was what I had to wear to work everyday. I pulled my hair up and stomped through the house making sure to lock and slam it shut befor I left. I walked down the stairs and walked strait out not glancing at my parents as they made there rude goodbyes.

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