Packed bags, empty tears

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Huffing quietly to myself, i rummaged in my wardrobe for stilettos, my anxiety is building up due to going to New York tomorrow, I'm worried about Tyla, she's my main concern. Even though Anna, the lady upstairs claims she'll keep a really close eye on her and have her stay most nights, she's not safe being around our mother without any supervision. But I keep telling myself that I'll sort things out with my dad in New York and then me and Tyla will start fresh.

It's three o'clock In the morning and I just began to pack. It's not as bad as everyone says it is, then again, I'm very good at entertaining myself. Deep raspy moans where heard in the next room, Sarah and her one night Stand seemed to be hitting it off. I let Tyla sleep in my bed so that I could keep and eye on her and make sure she gets some kind of sleep, since her room is closer to Sarah's than mine. I smiled softly to myself and silently crawled over to her to stroke her bronze hair, I gently kissed away the red stains streaming down her cheeks; those where my doing, she doesn't want me to go. Even though we argue a lot she's still my sister and she's my family. My only family.

The moans have now decreased, silence over took the flat. An unsettling chill ran up my spine, as cold air kissed my neck. Lightly shaking it off my shoulders i continued to pack.

Heavy padding of feet where heard in the hallway as a groggy smokers cough followed, I paused, resting my hands on the neatly folded clothes in my suitcase, listening. The bedroom door was lazily pushed open, there stood a broad shouldered man, leather tan skin and long blonde sex hair, stubble lightly ran over his chin and reached up towards his side burns, rubbing his left eye, he lightly smirked.
"Sorry. I thought this was the bathroom" he rasped, his eyes raked down my half naked body with only a large shirt hauled over my chest ending at my thighs.
"Down the hall, to your left." I breathed, this man was making my insides clench. He was making me feel uncomfortable, disgusted thanks to him practically eye raping me.
Lightly nodding, blondie made his way towards the bathroom without another word.

After half an hour, I finally finished packing, I stood up, hissing when my knees cracked because I was kneeling for so long. I glanced towards Tyla before making my way to the kitchen.

Taking a long gulp from the glass of water, I stared out the window across the street. A big group of guys and girls mingled, some couples where moving towards there cars, others were gossiping. "I don't think little girls should be up this late" freezing, i continued to stare out the window only to catch his reflection leaving against the door frame with the infamous smirk spreading across his face.

Quickly rinsing my glass, I made my way out, accidentally grazing my arm across his on the way out, this is when he decided to follow me. Picking up my pace I had just made it to the hallway when I was pushed against the wall.

"Think you can get away?" Dry rough kisses where spread along my collarbone, my blood ran cold, I pushed my palms flat against his chest and began pushing him away, no luck.
"Don't touch me!" I hissed, only to feel a heavy blow against my cheek, I felt like my eye was going to explode, crying out i began clawing at him to get away. Suddenly I was sweeped by a weight against my heels causing me to collapse on my back, whacking my head against the floor, my head was spinning, unable to get up. So I just lay there.
I felt a light tug on my legs, slowly lifting my head, blondie had removed his boxers and was currently rising my shirt and taking off my underwear. Tears stung my eyes, I was unable to speak; as if I forgot how. It happened to fast. The hard pressure against my lower abdomen, and the kneading against my walls. I'm not a virgin, but at this moment I might as well be; the pain was unbearable. His grunts where sounded in the hallway, my body lightly moving forward and back with the pressure, the dizziness took over me, and my eyes began to close.

I felt the pain before anything else. Choking on a sob I opened my eyes only to recognise me laying alone in the dark hallway, my shirt clinging to me by a thin layer of sweat. I could see my underwear outside my bedroom door, slowly shuffling to my knees, I crawled towards my bedroom, putting on my underwear on the the way. Crying silently, I closed the bedroom door and got in to bed next to Tyla.

The pain shot up and down my legs, I was dry, no moisture was soothing the area of my body that was just violated, my head was aching, it was like insanity was having a rave inside my head. I felt cheap, I need to keep my sister safe. Quietly sobbing into Tyla's neck, I began to think about my encounter.

It could of been worse., It could have been Tyla.

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