Abusive Love

4. Scared

     I unlocked the door and realized that the house was empty. I called for my mom, but she wasn't there. I went upstairs to put my backpack in my room when I saw my mom and a burly man sitting on my bed.

 "Mom?" I said still holding my backpack.

"Honey, I'm in some trouble and I need you to do something for me, can you do that?' She said in a sickly sweet tone.

"What do you need?" I said even though I knew what she was going to ask.

"I need you to help this man with something," she said.

"I'm not going to sleep with him!" I yelled before running downstairs.

TRIGGER WARNING 

(Please don't read if you suffer from Ptsd or are easily triggered, there will be an end mark you can skip to)

       I unlocked the door before I felt large arms wrapping around me and dragging me back upstairs. I began kicking and screaming while my mother watched. The man threw me on the bed while my mother walked away into her room. The man didn't bother closing the door while he unzipped his pants. I went to the corner of my bed away from him, but he grabbed my ankles and dragged me towards him. He started kissing me on my shoulders while covering my mouth with his hand. I felt disgusted, but I couldn't move because he was on top of me. His other hand snaked in my leggings and started to kiss me on my mouth. His tongue entered my mouth and it felt slimy and foreign. 

       I began to feel even more scared when he started pulling down my leggings, I couldn't move my body but I could move teeth. I bit his tongue as hard as I could causing him back up, I used both of my legs to push him in his chest. He fell on the floor and I jumped off the bed, grabbed my backpack, and ran down the stairs. The door was still unlocked from when I first tried to escape, I opened it as soon as I heard my door slam against the wall. I didn't know where to go, so I started to run. I ran for a while before realizing that my phone was in my backpack. I hid in the nearest bush and texted Jay.

ITS OVER 

(She isn't actually raped, she escapes, but now she has nowhere to go)

Simone- Can you please pick me up, I really need your help

It showed that he read the message almost immediately, but didn't respond, so I texted Claire.

Simone- Claire can you pick me up, it's serious

Claire- Are you ok? Where are you?

I got out the bush to see the street name, Collins Lane, before getting back in.

Simone- Its Collins Lane, I'm next to the light blue two-story house.

 Claire- Ok I'm in my car right now.

It took Claire about ten minutes to get to me, but I was just glad she was here. As soon as I saw her car I got out of the bush and ran to the passenger's side. She unlocked the car and I jumped in.

"Simone, what the hell were you doing in a bush?" She asked.

"Can we just go to your house, I can't go back to mine," I said quietly.

She nodded her head and began driving to her house. When we got there, her mom was there. We walked in and heard her mom in the kitchen listening to music and cooking. Claire snuck me upstairs to her room and I sat down on her bed.

"So what happened," she asked.

Well..."Simone I'm so sorry you had to go through that, do you have a place to stay?" she asked.

"No," I said.

       Without saying anything else. Claire went downstairs to see her mother. I patiently waited for her to come back, and she did a few minutes later.

"Ok good news my mom says you can stay for a few months before you get back on your feet, sound good?" she said.

"Thank you so much for letting me stay here, I'll start looking for jobs tonight so I can get enough money to buy a hotel or something," I said excitedly.

Claire hugged me and we began talking about all the fun things we could do now that I was living there temporarily.

The trigger warnings will get worse once the story progresses, but for now Simone wont be physically harmed.

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