Silence Me (Dare Me Series Book 1)

Part 3

He then pulls me to the trash. "Toss them." He speaks to me like I'm an imbecile. I drop the bottle and they clank against each other loudly. He walks me over to the counter, and for some stupid reason I try to fight back. I'm not sure if it's teenage hormones or stupidity, but I do it without thought. I push with my other hand against his chest as hard as I can. Drunk he stumbles back a little hit not without taking some of my hair. It's forced from my scalp, causing blood to surface and j see it on my fingers when I touch my head. "You bitch," he sneers. My eyes narrow, and my heart beats erratically. My pulse pounds, and blood rushes through my veins on my neck. My hand shake violently as he smiles and brings the whiskey bottle in his hand to his lips. My eyes fart to the door and my legs and kind think alike, I bolt but he grabs me by my waist and body slams me. Air is yanked from my lungs, and throbbing pain from the back of my head cause me to see spots. He's on top of me now. I shake my head and blink me eyes. Trying to get control of this situation. Breathe in, I tell myself. I gasp and gasp harder. My lungs are struggling and my head is foggy. I hear something pouring out...it sounds like liquid from a bottle. He must have dropped the whiskey bottle. I hear a belt rattle and then the sound of a grunt. "You're old enough now," he says. What? I feel his hand on the top of my jeans. No, no. I shake my body and tell my mind to focus. Fight Lexi, goddamnit, fight! But I'm heavy and he's heavier. I try to push him off. I try to wiggle, but he has me pinned. Coldness brushed against my now exposed flesh and he touches me.

"Alexis," Mama says, causing my eyes to jump to her. My muscles relax and I realize I'm hugging myself d a shiver runs down my spine and I shake off the horrific memory. Jesus. Fuck. After he took me, I gave up looking for her. I closed off my heart and mind. I hid inside myself and at him have the shell I occupied, he could touch my body, and I would put up a fight every time, making sure he knew I was there just as much as I knew he was. But he would never touch my soul. "I've got to get out of here," I say. I grab my keys from my pocket in a rush. "Where are you going?" She asks me. I ignore her and open my ca door just as she says, "I was planning on coming back for you." I freeze and tighten my grip on my door frame. I turn to look at the woman who brought me into this world. "And why didn't you?" I ask, tilting my head. Her eyes skim over nothing and she slightly shakes her head. "I don't know." The feeling of being punched in the gut seem so real, I laterally jerk back. Sadness rivers down my cheeks. Sleet twirls in the air, webbing with a colder truth. She didn't love me enough, and that all there is. "Goodbye," I say before getting into my car and starting in. I back out of the driveway and I don't look in my rear view mirror as I head down the road, choking on tears and pure disgust.