Memories

Memories -6

I don't think I'm feeling this story as much anymore.... It's also hard to juggle with school and stuff so we'll see.... I'm gonna write this once in a while... Maybe every couple weeks, more or less..... But I'm gonna be writin another one too. If you really like this story, tell me so I can writ more and if I have some people who want to read this, then I'll put more effort in it :) sorry for not updating in a while.... Enjoy!

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Martha dropped me off and now I'm opening the door to my house. I fumble with the keys and drop them. I pick it up and finally manage to open the door.

"Julie.... We got here early." a strange man that reeked of alcohol and other substances said.

"ummm.... Hi. Are you with my aunt?" I ask.

"yeah...." he paused for a moment and then continued "I'm Steve, remember me?"

"actually, no."

"maybe this will remind you." he grinds his teeth. Immediately I feel a sharp pain on my cheek. It pounds as I feel the pumping blood flow.

My eyes widen in surprise as he smirks. He he puts his foot behind mine and with one swift movement, knocks me to the floor. All my breath leaves my lungs as my body begins to ache. Suddenly he kicks my side and I curl up in a ball.

"stop." I gasp in a cry.

"whatever." he mutters something and then leaves.

I get up and run to my room. Maybe I can wake up extra early and sneak out. I think I figured out the way to Zacks house. It's a walking distance of about 2-5 minutes.

I step in the shower and run my hand through my soaking hair.

"Julie, honey? It's your favorite aunt!" I hear from the shower.

"I remember." I say examining the damage from Steve.

"just checking if your here! Steve is my fiancé. He says he wants to get to know you better. When you come out of the shower we'll talk." she hollers over the shower.

I groan in response because of the pain. I have a huge black bruise on my side and I'm sore from the fall.

I finish my shower and change into my pjs.

Suddenly I see a phone. A flip phone that can only text and call. Ok I remember about phones.

I look through my contacts and I find Martha.

"Martha here." she answers.

"um hey, it's me. Julie."

"hey- oh wait.... Steve, right?" she asks with worry.

"yeah" I say.

"will you survive tonight? I'm so sorry, but I'm going away for 3 days. I'm going to my great grandma's funeral in alabama...."

"it's fine.... Have fun. In Alabama, I mean."

"sure, thanks. Good luck, bye." she said gloomily and hung up.

Suddenly the door opens. "are you- there you are!" my aunt exclaims. She looks older and she dyed her hair blonde. She has a few wrinkles on her and she has a darker shade of brown eyes.

"hi auntie." I say knowing that's how I remembered calling her. Her eyes soften.

"hey, honey. Steve and I want to talk to you. You've always loved Steve, but I don't know if you remember him or not." she says.

"I don't remember him and I don't like him." I snapped. Her eyes widened in shock.

"why not?!" she asked outraged.

"You wanna know why? I was welcomed with a good old slap and some punches, maybe a kick or 2!" I say, my eyes watering as I show her my side.

"I don't care! I love him and he's staying. That's final! Goodnight." he says sternly and heads for the door.

Suddenly my thoughts begin rolling as I see something. The picture or video is blurry but I see it. I'm lying in my bed begging and crying, because I'm tied to it. Steve is there and he slowly trails kisses down my neck as he begins to lift up my shirt and slaps me on my face, because I'm struggling too much.

I come back to reality and say "wait!" before my aunt leaves.

"what?" she asks nastily while turning around.

"he.... He raped me. I saw it. He raped me." I say softly to her.

"like I said, I don't care. I love him." with that, she leaves me there hugging myself.

VOMMANT! :D