"Neveah! Neveah! Open this damn door!" Rocko yelled and banged with extreme force. He was super drunk after returning home from partying with the his boys. He caught me walking out the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around my wet body when he walked in the house. You couldn't tell me I wasn't a piece of prime steak the way he stared at me, he dropped everything he was carrying and charged at me, I took off towards my bedroom to escape him.
Athena stood up in her crib, crying from all the loud noise that he was making. Rocko continued to kick and bang on the door trying to get in my room. "Rocko leave me alone!" My body bounced off the door from the force of the last kick.
"Just give me a a taste, Neveah! Because if I get in there I'm taking it from you and Athena!" He threatened out of breath.
I glimpsed over at my baby girl who was at this point attempting to climb out her crib to get me.
I'll die before I'll let Rocko touch her!
"Okay! Okay!" I caved in with sickness in my stomach, "Okay..." I rushed over to Athena to calm her down, she was so shaken up.
I can't keep putting my baby through this mess. I though to myself.
"Bitch open this door!" He ordered for the millionth time struggling to turn the knob on the door.
"Give me a second! I'm trying to get Athena to go back to sleep! Go in the room I'll be there!" I shouted back through the door.
There was a slight hesitation, for a second I thought he walked away to sleep it off instead.
"Don't have me come back." He punched on the door one more time then walked off.
I cuddled Athena while humming her favorite tone, within minutes she was back to sleep. I seized a few minutes to prepare myself for what was about to happen. I tried thinking of a million ways to get off out this but came up with nothing. Wrapping the towel tighter around me, I strolled out of my bedroom and headed down the hall to the room my mother once shared with Rocko. I gently pushed back the door that was already halfway open.
Please be sleep.
The King size bed was empty and still freshly made from when I made it this morning. Some old school music was playing in the background, peeking in the room, I called out to Rocko but didn't get a reply.
"I don't have time for this." I started turned and walk back to my bedroom. Suddenly, I felt hands cover my mouth and nose, and arms wrap tightly around my waist. The foul stench of his hands almost made me bring my dinner from earlier back up I used all my strength to get out of his grasp but he was too strong. I cursed him off out through his hands to let me go but it went into deaf ears. He hauled me all the way to the bed and tossed me on it vigorously. The towel unraveled in midair and dropped right next to me. While I was trying to get a breath of fresh air, he was stripping off all his clothing faster than a nigga getting ready to smash his crush for the first time. Before I could make a run for the door, he hopped on the bed and climbed on top of me pressing my arms above my head.
"What the fuck is your problem!" I yelled at him, struggling to get out of his grasp.
With the back of his right hand, he pimp-slapped the shit out of me with so much force, I thought my neck broke. I held back the tears because I couldn't let him see me cry.
Snatching my face to make me look at him, "I'm going to fix that smart ass mouth of yours." He threatened through his teeth. "I'm done playing with you!" My eyes got big when he drew his fist back and began punching me repeatedly all over my face and back like I stole money from him. I cried out at the top of my lungs hoping and praying that someone heard me and would save me.
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Ficción General(CURRENTLY BEING EDITED) --- Growing up as an only child, Neveah Greene had the life most teens her age could only dream of having lived in the small middle-class city known as Riverborn. Neveah was determined to graduate at the top of her class at...
