What If?

5. Just Another Night

Taylor's POV

I stay at my house tonight because my little sister, Abby, texted me today and asked me to help her with a school project.
We stayed in my room all day so I could avoid Gary, our grandfather. 
Luckily, we got her project done today, so I'll be going back to Kimmy's house tomorrow.

I'm laying in my bed, staring at my white ceiling, when I hear the door creak open.
Please, please god, don't be him.
I can hear his heavy breathing as he enters into my room.
As he approaches my bed I lay silently, thinking, maybe if he thinks I'm asleep he'll go away.
I feel his cold hand reach out and caress my cheek.
I'm immediately repulsed and have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from jerking away.
"I'm so happy you decided to stay here with my tonight." I can spell the alcohol on his breath as he whispers in my face.
I feel him place his lips, softly, on mine and I can't remain still anymore.
"Please. Stop."  I push his hand away from my cheek, "This isn't right. You know I don't like this."
He looks at me in frustration and grabs my hand that I used to push him away, pinning it to my bed.
I feel his other hand rest on my hip, "Just one more time pretty girl."
Tears spring to my eyes as I try yet again to pull away from him, "No, I don't want this. I don't want you."
With that his hand comes, hard, across my face.
I gasp, not in surprise, but in pain.
This isn't the first time this has happened.
He forces himself on top on me and I try, again, to push him off to no avail.
Hot tears stream down my face as he kisses all over my body.
I hold in my cry's for help because my little sister is asleep in the room right next to mine.
She doesn't deserve to deal with this, so I will.
I feel his hand slip into my pants, and push on his chest with all my strength, but he doesn't budge.
His eyes harden with anger and he grips my throat.
I grab his arm, begging him to let go.
He tightens his grip until my vision starts getting blurry and I pass out.

I'm laying in my bed, curled up in a ball, tears rolling down my cheeks, when my alarm goes off.
I passed out last night before anything happened, but I know he didn't leave me once I was unconscious.
I finally pull myself out of bed and do a once over in my mirror.
I have bruises all over my neck from his hands last night.
Heavy tears start falling down my face.
How did I let it get this bad. What am I supposed to do?
I tried telling my grandmother, but she didn't believe me.
Or she didn't want to believe me.
I also told my aunt, but she didn't do anything either.
I can't go to the authorities because I have no concrete proof, and I don't want to risk him getting angry and doing the same to my sister.
That's what I'm afraid of.
My little sister falling into this life.
As soon as I turn eighteen I'm going to get my little brother and sister out of this place.

I pull myself together, get dressed, and cover up my bruises with makeup.
As I'm getting ready to leave the house I give my siblings a quick hug and kiss.
"I'll be back in a couple days. You guys be good."
I smile before kissing them both again.
I wouldn't leave them him alone if I didn't know for a fact they were safe.
My grandfather absolutely love James, my brother, because he's a boy.
Gary would never do anything wrong to him.
And Gary refuses to touch my little sister because "she's still too young for him" and he "still has me around".
I almost start crying again as memories from last night flash back.

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I pull up outside Kimmy's house and she comes bouncing out.
As she gets in and buckles up I shoot her an award winning smile.
"You coming back to my place tonight doll face?"
I lump starts to form in my throat, so I just shake my head and give her a tight smile.
Her face falls and an expression of worry comes across her face, "Wanna talk about it?"
I shake my head at her and start driving down the road.

As Kimmy and I are heading out to the parking lot we pass Josh.
He looks awful, but I'm surprised he can walk.
As we reach the car I realize:
I haven't seen dinner boy all day.

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I know this one was a bit dark, and I know at the beginning I said this story would be loosely based on my life, but please do not worry. This is NOT going on in my life right now, and I do NOT have a grandfather that rapes/raped me.
I hope you guys are enjoying so far, and continue to read.
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01/25/2019
1:20am