“Please stop this. Don’t do this to me. HELP!” I screamed again as loud as I could. “Somebody help,” I tried to yell again, but his fist landed hard on my face. Over and over again he hit my face. The pain wouldn’t stop and I swear the bones in my face were broken.
“I told you to keep your mouth shut you little bitch.” Those were that last words he spoke before he entered my body. It hurt so bad and I couldn’t even scream. I couldn’t move. Why? Why was this happening? I was getting sick at my stomach and I could easily puke. I still might before he is done with me.
The scruffiness of his beard scratched my face each time he pounded himself harder inside of me. He whispered horrible things in my ear that would haunt me forever. One thing stuck out in my mind and he repeated it several times. He said, “Ryker won’t want you now. You will be all used up. He won’t want a slut.” He laughed like it was some kind of a sick joke, like he was doing this so Moon would not want me anymore. Ironically, I wanted to laugh. This man thinks Moon wants me. It’s not going to matter because no one would want me anymore. Not after this.
I could feel the tears pooling in my ears as they slid quietly from my eyes and down my face. I focused on the broken square tile on the ceiling just above me. The tile would not come to life and save me from this man, but it would save me from his familiar eyes. I couldn’t look into those eyes and it wasn’t because of the fierceness, but because they were Moon’s. An exact replica of Moon’s eyes, and I could not picture him. Not now, not while my life was being sucked away. Each minute that ticked by left me more and more broken, hopelessly broken and a shattered shell of myself.
He moaned loudly and caused me to shiver and then he released himself inside of me. I sincerely wanted to thank God that he was done with me, but how ironic would that be. He yanked me up from the floor so fast my head spun. I could feel the wetness start to run down my leg. I gagged several times as my body was trying to throw up. I needed to so badly, but I was empty.
“Let’s go.” He pulled me by my arm to go with him. “Put your clothes on now. We have to go.” I stood there kind of lost for a moment, having trouble coming to my senses. I was unsure if my body parts would actually move if I told them too. “Move now! We’re going to get in that car and I’m going to take you home. You will not say one damn word about this. Do you understand me, Girl? Not one fucking word or I swear that you will pay. I am a high powered attorney and you will not win against me. No one will believe you.” He rambled on as I continued to put my clothes on. I don’t even know what I put on and I am not sure I even got all of my things. “Nothing happened. Do you hear me?” His voice rose again. I flinched at his words, but I could barely open my eyes to see him. The left one was so swollen that I wasn’t sure if I’d ever be able to open it, at least not for a few hours. He grabbed both of my arms and squeezed them tight. “I said do you hear me? Do you understand?” He was so close to my face and his breath still smelled like liquor. My stomach was in knots. I couldn’t speak so I just nodded my head. I understand. I understand that I will be taking this secret to my grave. I just wonder how in the hell I will explain my face.
5
Moon
“Hey mom, where are you?” I yelled for her when I came into the house. “Papaw let me off work early and I wanted to shit, shower and shave before seeing Shine.”
“Watch your mouth boy.” She yelled from the living room. I rolled my eyes.
“Hey Momma, how are you?” I found her reclining in the lazy chair resting her eyes.
“Hey Son,” she patted my cheek when I leaned in to kiss hers. “I am so tired. I had to work late and I’ve been in meetings all day. I swear, I’ve maybe been home ten minutes, and my cell has already rang three times. Stupid thing, I am about to turn it off. Oh yeah, do you mind finding whatever for dinner because I am seriously too tired to cook. I hope you don’t mind.”
“That’s fine, Momma. I had planned on eating at Shine’s anyway.”
“That sounds good. How was your day?” Her question was asked in the middle of a yawn. She looked really tired.
“Long, but the best part of it still hasn’t happened yet.” I wagged my eyebrows. “I have to hurry up and get ready she’s probably waiting on me.”
“Oh honey, she’s not home yet. Your father went to pick her up and they haven’t got back yet.”
“Why is dad picking her up? I thought that you were going to do it. I mean he’ll probably act like a douche and is he even sober? Did you talk to him?”