The Help~(Completed♡)

Too Soon

Rosa's P.O.V.

"I'll pick you up at seven. Sharp."

Gabe's words from last night when he dropped me off rang in my head. Seven came too soon. I put on my stretchy underwear and tight jeans, as directed by Gabe, and grabbed my hoodie to throw over his shirt.

"Gabe's here.", Damon called. I slipped down the stairs,

"I know."

"I hope he beats your ass again today. You've been a brat all week."

"Because he stopped spanking me and I thought he didn't care. Now he's making up for it all."

"Good."

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"Why didn't you just punish me when I was a brat?", I asked Gabe when I got in the car.

"I decided to keep track and punish you all together."

"I don't like it."

"I'm aware.", he chuckled.

"No. I don't lile this Gabe. I don't wanna do this again. It messes with my head and it'll make me afraid."

"Why?"

"Because I'll never know if I'm doing something wrong and you're just adding it to some imaginary list. By the time you actually punish me, I won't even remember what I did. I'll just be on edge and freaked out about everything." He thought for a second,

"Okay. You're right. We won't do it like this again, but I'm finishing today's punishment, got it?" I nodded,

"Yeah."

"Good." We pulled into the school as he parked in the very back, "Backseat, now." I reluctantly obeyed, crawling in the backseat as he did the same, immediately pulling me over his lap and pulling my jeans off. He pulled my underwear up hard, twisting them in his hand,

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"Okay, next." He pulled my underwear to the side before shoving a huge butt plug in my ass. I yelped, but had no time to recover as he pulled my underwear up hard and clipped my bra around them. He pulled my jeans on tightly, giving them a hard tug too, before sitting me up, "Okay. School time."

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I shuffled into Damon's room when the lunch bell rang,

"Can I stay in here?"

"You know I don't mind kid. Are you eating?"

"I'm not hungry." He gave me the stern, older brother look,

"Rosa."

"I'm not. I'm doing better Dame. Really."

"You promise?" I nodded,

"I don't like upsetting you."

"When was the last time you cut?" I thought for a minute,

"I-I don't remember. So I guess a long time."

"Good. I'm proud of you babe."

"Thanks Damon."

Jessica's P.O.V.

"A girl needs her mother.", an older man said walking up to me, then looking to daddy, "I respect you, sir, and I thank you for your service. But, I believe a girl always needs her mother."

"But my mother doesn't need or want me.", I said softly, "With all do respect, you know what you've heard today. You know nothing of me or my family or my situation. I'd appreciate it if you kept your opinions to yourself."

"She has to want you and she definitely needs you. You seem like a great kid-"

"My mother let terrible things happen to me and never once tried to help or stop them. She was an enabler every time. Daddy is the one person who's always been there for me. As far as I'm concerned, he's my only parent."

"Well, I disagree that a girl should be separated from her mother, but I'm still on your side."

"Thank you."

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"Did... Kelly ever touch you or assault you in any way?", the lawyer asked me. Fuck. I nodded and little, refusing to look at daddy,

"Yes."

"Can you elaborate?" I paused,

"He-He touched me a few times and-and he raped me."

"Is there any proof of the rape?" Fuck you. I'm living proof.

"Besides my nightmares and fucking trauma?"

"Physical proof." I clenched my jaw,

"No."

"Thank you Ms. Moore."

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"Love?", daddy asked softly as we stood outside the courtroom.

"It happened. I don't want to talk about it or think about it ever again after this."

"Okay. When did it happen?"

"About two months ago. I-I went to a free clinic and they said I didn't have anything and I wasn't pregnant so I left it alone. Besides, I-I couldn't say anything without you here to help me and support me."

"Well I'm here now. And I'm not going anywhere baby."

"I know." He hugged me tightly as someone tapped on my shoulder,

"Jessica?" I turned around, finding the same man from earlier, "I'm sorry about earlier. No one should ever have to go through that and I'm sorry you did."

"It's okay. Thank you."

"It's Brett. If you ever need someone to... take care of a certain individual... tell me. I've got nothing to lose."

"I'm sure you have something to lose."

"Never married, worked a dead end job my whole life, no kids. I come to court trials to stay involved and honestly sometimes they're entertaining. Other times, they're eye-opening." A door across the hall swung open as Kelly stormed out, his rage filled eyes locked on me,

"You stupid fucking bitch. I'll fucking kill you!" He stepped towards me as Brett stepped between us,

"Walk away Kelly."

"Brett you know me. We worked together for years. You're on my side!"

"Like hell I am. I stand with the kid."

"You'll regret that."

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"The jury finds Kelly Jensen guilty for the following: Abuse and neglect of a minor, sexual assault for a minor, statutory rape, and threatening a government official." I turned to daddy, both of us smiling brightly.

"It's over.", he said softly as the room dispersed.

"Thank god." Brett walked over to us,

"You did good kid. He's not gonna be back for a long time."

"Good."

"Well, it was nice meeting you both.", he said going to leave.

"Brett.", daddy stopped him, "Why don't you come to dinner with us? My treat. To celebrate."

"I appreciate that, but you should spend time with your girl."

"I want you to come.", I cut in, "You really supported me today. Besides, what'd you got to lose, right?" He chuckled,

"It's guess you're right kiddo."