Azariah - God Has Helped

Chapter 3

CHAPTER THREE – NIGHT OF TERROR

Three years had passed since Kiara's last real sense of safety. She had grown older, almost eleven now, but the depression and emptiness clung to her like a shadow. Her stepfather, Fred, had entered their lives and brought warmth and a sense of stability that she hadn't felt in years. He was kind, gentle, and patient, and Kiara often found herself clinging to that sense of protection. He was the father she had always longed for—compassionate and reliable.

But tonight, even that comfort was absent.

Kiara had been lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling, her stomach twisting with hunger. The heat of the day had left her irritated, restless. She had almost gotten up to eat but decided to lie a little longer. The house was mostly quiet. Her mother had gone to help Fred with his night hustle—selling jerk chicken at a small food stall in the neighborhood. Her brothers had already left with Paul's encouragement to get snacks or explore. Catherine was getting ready for somewhere mysterious, rushing to leave with an excitement in her step.

Alone, the house felt... too quiet. Too empty.

Kiara buried her head in her knees, wishing for the comfort of solitude, for peace. But as the sun dipped lower and shadows grew longer, a creeping sense of unease settled over her. She wasn't alone.

She lay still, barely asleep now because she knew she felt something, someone around her, someone invading her space....

She decided to close her eyes tighter it must be a dream as she is still sleeping.

She pressed her eye lids hard together, as she felt 'wetty' substance pressing between her legs, and her reflex forced her eyes to fly wide open....

What she saw surprised her. Her mouth went dry, she was suddenly struggling to breathe. A huge ball was at her throat and swallowing was so out of reach...

Her eyes must be wrong.
This is wrong....
A tear stings her eyes and she blinked it away quickly....

Why the hell is Paul between her legs, NAKED.....
Her thoughts gathered her small brain, and she couldn't fathom why is he here.... NAKED!!! 

Is he going to rape her???
The thought terrified her, and her mouth flew open the instance of that thought...

" W....wh... what are you doing???" her lips was shaking sooo hard, she was panting and she felt death upon her. This cannot be happening....

How could he? Why is he on top of her naked, she is just ten years old. Why is he doing this, she isn't an adult, she is just a child, why is he violating her childhood....

Her stomach starts to burn and her body became so hot, she would passed out any moment now just thinking about what he is going to do. She wanted to scream for help, but of course no one to rescue her from this monster. 

His voice eliminates the thought that was coming next.

" Kiara, come on I like you, you know that, and I promise I will take my time, I promise I will be gentle, and I will give you three thousand dollars for yourself" his voice was without a fear, and it held great excitement...

What!!! Was he crazy!!! Is this man on drugs. She try to erase what he just said, but it stood there lingering in the air. She wanted to die, she wished death upon herself. She was young but she knows alot, he was going to rape her. And she knew she would not be able to defend herself. She would fail miserable.

He was about a million times her weight... She try moving but his grip was so tight on her. She cursed her self for being there alone...

Why.... Is..... He... Doing .....this???