Behind Closed Doors

Behind Closed Doors (2)

"Where have you been?!" I looked up and saw Morgan standing by my car. Oops, I completely forgot she was coming over to work on our Biology project. I mumbled an apology and we hopped into the car.

"What happened to you after choir?" Morgan asked, finally breaking the silence.

"I... uh.... I ran into Devin.... And well..." why couldn't i just say what happend? "I fell and he helped me up. So... Yeah. Sorry if you were looking for me." she just nodded and we pulled up into my driveway. Rick's truck wasn't anywhere to be seen and I knew my mom was working late. We walked into the empty house and I was thankful that Rick found the time to pick up his leftover beer bottles and cans, so the house lookEd decent. Morgan and I walked up to my room and did most of our project until her mom called saying she needed to come home. Morgan left around 6:00 and I had the house all to myself. I made some mac and cheese before I returned to my room and shut my door. My room was pretty boring, I didn't have a tv or playstation like most teens do. All I had was an old radio, a dresser, I tiny mirror that hung on my wall, a desk I bought for $1, and of course a bed.

BANG

Oh no. When I heard the door slam I knew Rick had a bad day at work. I quickly made sure my door was locked and hid under my covers.

"MISSY!!!!!" I could hear the anger in his voice. I just wanted to hide or disappear but I couldn't. I reluctantly unlocked my door and went to see what Rick wanted, even though I had an idea. I walked hesitantly down the stairs until I could see Rick. He was drinking a beer and watching another football game.

"I knew you were home" he said while turning around to look at me.

"Uh... Yea. I was just finishing up my homework." as he got up he walked towards the kitchen, to get another beer. Well, that's what I though. He came back with nothing in his hands., before I could ask what be was doing he was upfront of me ripping of my top. I tried to stop him but he was to strong. He grabbed me and drug me back upstairs and threw me onto the bed. Agian, I tried to make a escape but he had locked the door and I had nowhere to go. I ran to the dresser while Rick tried to take his pants off. I grabbed a brush and was about to throw it when something hit me, and it hit me hard. I was falling to the ground and before I blacked out I saw Rick standing over me with a bat in his hand.

My eyes opened slowly and quickly remembered what happend. My head throbbed but I sat up. Nobody was in sight so I darted for the bathroom, once inside I locked the door and examined my body. Just a few bruises, a couple scratches around my neck, and a huge bruise forming around my eye. I could cover everything up easily, except my eye. I turned on the shower and quickly jumped in, the water feel good against my body but most of all it made me feel clean. After my shower I went back to my room and my bed welcomed me with its warmth. I need to get out of this place, I need to run away, I can't stay here- I'll die. But who would run away with me?