Used && Abused

Chapter Three

Breanna's POV

I woke up to my door opening by Tyler. I rubbed my eyes and stood up.

Me: There is something called knocking and imma need for you to do it.

Tyler: How many bills do you pay? *smirks*

Me: Last time I checked my mama was payin' all these bills. And I'm still over here trying to figure out why the fvck you put yo hands on her. And why you threatining her through me. *mean Muggs him*

Tyler: You better watch yo lil ass mouth fo' I whoop yo' ass. So I'm suggesting you shut the fvck and let me get what I came in here for.

I was scared but me being the tough Bvtch that I am I had to say something back. And that was sometimes my problem: keep going when I should just stop.

Me: What you want? And can you make it quick. I got things to do.

Tyler: Ohh.. Okay. The more you participate the quicker i'll be. *stares at my chest*

Me: Get out of my room. Please just leave!

Tyler: No can do!

He started walking towards me looking at my thighs. I was no dummy . I knew what he was doing. I grabbed my phone off of my dresser and tried to run but he grabbed me by my neck and threw Me on my bed. He began unbuckling his pants. I knew screaming wasn't going to help but I had to try something.

Me Ahhhhhhh! Help! Help!

Tyler: In cause you tryin' to pop off.

He pulled out a gun *a .44 to be exact*. Then he cocked it and sat it on my dresser.

Tyler: Let yo mama or anybody find out.

Then he continued pulling his pants down I seen his rock hard manhood staring at me. He pulled his boxers down and climbed on top of me.

Me: Tyler please. Just leave me alone. What have me and my mom ever done to you.

Tyler: Not so tough now are you. Stay still or you'll be meeting me little friend. *eyes his gun*

He rips off my shorts and then my panties. This is where the tears really started to fall. I realized that I couldn't be dreaming. As he pulled off my panties I snapped my legs shut. He tried to pry them open, but I was putting up a fight.

Me: Tyler please just leave me alone! I'll  do anything just let me go!

Tyler: Damn! Bitch just open you legs!

I took it as that was his way of saying no. I turned to my last option. I started swinging. I hit him in the jaw. He stopped what he was doing and stared at me. I stopped scared for what he was going to do next.

I didnt see it comimg but I sure did feel it. He slapped me across my face and I muffled a scream. Then he punched me in the rib twice, and I was sure he broke a bone. He picked up his gun, pointed it my face, and said, "Try something else. Now open them legs". I closed my eyes, let the tears flow, and opened my legs reluctantly. Like 10 seconds later it felt the worst type of pain that their was.

It felt like he was trying to rip my vagina in two. I screamed with pain at the top of my lungs. He slapped me again and I muffled them screams. He began to thrust in and out faster and harder. I began to sweat, the room got stuffy, things began to look dizzy, and Tyler standing over me began to go in and out of focus, then everything went black.

When I woke up Tyler was zipping up his pants with his back turned away from me. He turned around to pick up his gun and seen that I was awake.

Tyler: Hey lil mama. That was good. I would have preferred you awoke but is was just as good.

I began to cry my whole body hurt. My vagina felt ripped apart, my ribs hurt, my face, my breast felt chewed raw, and even my butt hurt. He came closer to me and tried to kiss me on my cheek but I turned my head.

Tyler: Remember, this is our little secret. *wink*. No one can know. Get yourself cleaned up before your mom comes, and the bed.

Then more tears. He turned and walked out my room, then I heard the front door slam. I used all the strength I could muster up to stand up. I began crying all over again *though I never really stopped*. He took my virginity. Something that someone who I loved *Tyreik* was supposed to have. A special part of me was now gone. He abused me in the worst way and I know I was to scared to tell anyone. I loved my mom and her living was worth me not telling her what just happened in this here room.

I walked/limped to the bathroom and I cut on the water to run me a bath. I stayed in the water for about an hour. The water grew cold and I reran it. When the water was hot again I began to scrub and scratch at my body to release myself of the feeling of Tyler. To release myself of the pain I felt and in hope that it'll take everything back.

I felt dirty. I felt like a dirty little slut. I felt nasty. It took a lot lot of time convincing myself that this wasn't my fault. This was Tyler's fault. I didn't ask him to do this to me. He promised my mama that he wouldn't hurt me if she stayed with him. I hated him.

Then I began to blame God. How could He let this happen to me. I'm his child. I love him. Why didn't He feel the same about me. Then I realized the God did all things for a reason. And there was a good reason for why this happened.

When I got out of the tub the water was almost all the way red with my blood. I let the water out and got dressed in my room. I put on my Black jogging pants and a black hoodie. I put these clothes because I thought that they would protect me. Then I changed my sheets. Tying the stained ones in a garbage bag and taking it outside. I locked my door, then I layed in my newly made bed and rolled myself in the covers. I felt a sense of false security. Then I cried myself to sleep.

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