Used && Abused

Chapter Four

Michelle's POV

When I got home Breanna was sleep in her room with her door locked. I left her alone for a little while. But then I got kind of worried because she usually ran to greet me when I walked through them doors. So I walked to her room and knocked softly.

Me: Bre, can you come open the door for me please. **No Response**. Bre come  open the door.

I heard the bed stir. Then I heard her feet sliding across the floor, the lock clicked, and she opened the door. I didn't even see her face. She turned on her heels so quickly and got back in her bed. She had on black jogging pants and a black hoodie, then she still rolled herself up in them covers. Then I got really worried.

Me: Breanna, what's wrong with you. What's going on. Talk to me.

Breanna: Mama its nothing. I'm okay.

Me: It don't look like nothing. Talk to me.

She sat up and stared at me. Her eyes was bloodshot red and her face was swollen. She looked as if she's been crying all day.

Breanna: Damn! Ma, nothings wrong. Please just go! I'm fine!

Me: I understand that something is going on with you right now. I know we are both under a lot of pressure but you will not continue to talk to me like that. And just to let you know punishments do still exist. So, I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what's wrong.

Breannas POV

It hurt me not being able to tell her the truth. I hated knowing that I'll have to lie to her.

Me: Okay. I have this really bad migraine and I started my cycle today. And my cramps are killing me. And my whole body hurts.

I told part of the truth. I do have a headache, blood did leave my vagina today, and my whole body do hurt. My mama stared at me then pulled me in a hug.

Mama M: Why didn't you ask for any Aleve on Advil.

She just hugged me. I lay my head on her shoulder and just cried.

Mama M: Awww. Baby its going to be okay. I Love You.

I cried even harder knowing that she didn't know the half of it. Even though she went through the same shit last night.

When she let me go she walked out of my room and came back with 3 Aleve tablets and a bottle of water. She sat it on my desk, kissed me on my cheek and walked out.

I took the medicine and layed back down. I couldn't feel nothing but pain.

The Next Day

Breanna's POV

I woke up and looked at my phone that read 8:15. Which meant my mama was at work all ready. And Tyler was probably still sleep. I was hungry. I didn't eat anything at all yesterday. I wanted to get something before Tyler woke up to avoid all contact. So, I got out of my bed and realized that my body hurt like all hell. I went into the kitchen to make me some cereal. I reached up too get the cereal out of the cabinet. Then the bowl out of the cupboard. I got the milk out of the fridge, made my cereal and put everything back. I picked up my bowl and began to walk back to my room. I turned on my heels and seen Tyler leaning against the wall. I drop my bowl of cereal at the sight of him.

Tyler: Hey Lil Mama

Me: I'm going back to my room. **trys to walk past him**

Tyler: No, you're not.

He walks over to the couch and sit down.

Tyler: Come sit on daddy's lap.

Me: No. I'm not going to sit on your lap, and a sick man like you will never be my father. 

He pulled out his gun and cocked it sitting it on his side.

Tyler: Let's try this again. Come sit on on your daddy lap.

I reluctantly walked walked towards him and my tears started flowing again. I began to pray, walking as slow as I can towards him. Begging and asking God not to let him touch me. My body already hurt and I dont know how much more pain my body can endure.

Tyler: Don't cry, we gone have fun today. Now hurry up and walk like you mean it.

I sped up my walk and stop in front of him. Being real cautious not to make eye contact.

Tyler: Now sit

I forced my knees to bend and sat down, sobbing.

Tyler: Stop crying.

He sat me down and stood up. He pulled down my pants and layed me down. He started what he already finished yesterday.

Me: Please, can you leave me alone. My body hurts already. Please just stop.

Then there was that horrible "ripping of the vagina" feeling. Then the loud screams roaring from my mouth. Then him slapping the taste out of me. But this time I couldn't muffle the screams, the pain was so bad.

Tyler: You know pleading never works in the real world.

I don't know where I got the strength from but my fist started flying and I flipped him off of me. (Well he lost his balance due to my punches hitting his face.)

When I could get up I ran to my room and called my boyfriend, Tyreik. **AKA Tyreik Marcus James Nape**. Some called him Tyreik and others called him Marcus. I loved him. He was consistant and I could always count on him. He said he'd be there in 10 minutes. I packed up some clothes, my laptop, and my phone while Tyler banged on the door, calling me out of my name.

I hopped out of my window and waited for Tyreik to pull up. Which only took 5 minutes. I got in his Benz throwing my bags in the backseat.

Tyreik: What's wrong babe?

Me: Ty, can you just take me to your house. I just want to go to sleep.

He looked at me and pulled off. I felt relieved that I was out of Tyler's grasp. I felt free. But yet all I could think about was telling my mom, but I knew I couldn't. Still, I admired Tyreik, for me being able to rely on him like this.