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Tears threaten to fall, and this time, there’s nothing I can do to keep them at bay.
He cackles. “Look at you, cryin’ because you enjoy it so much. I knew you would like it. If only you just listened to me.”
I manage to hold back the scream lodged in my throat by clamping my lips shut. I ball my fists at my side, trying to keep myself as still as possible.
I want to reply and tell him to go fuck himself, but doing it would only get me hurt in some other way.
Eli’s grip on my hips grows more intense, digging into my skin as he moves closer. I can feel the heat emanating from his body, and as he gets closer, a chill runs down my spine.
With a brutal motion, he roughly pulls my bra cups down, exposing my breasts for his viewing pleasure. Dread continues to roll through me, and the desire to vomit has never been stronger.
He shoves his disgusting mouth over one breast, slobbering over it like an animal. Then, he grabs the other one so roughly, I wince from the pain.
He swirls his tongue around my nipple in a grotesque way. Each touch sends shivers of disgust through me even more.
Every time he touches me, it’s like nails against a chalkboard, something everyone hates.
He picks up his speed as he rams himself in and out of me, going all the way in and out. I shudder from the growing pain, praying this will end soon.
His moans are muffled against my breast, and he bites down hard on my nipple. Finally, he stills inside me and stays planted deep within me for a few moments before he pulls out.
The clinking sound of his belt being put back on fills me with relief, but I don’t dare open my eyes.
He laughs manically. “You’d better get cleaned up and put on some make-up before your shift. You’re gonna fuckin’ need it. I’ll see you when you get home tonight. Maybe I’ll even sneak in your room for round two.”
Bile threatens to come up at the mere suggestion of this happening again.
I keep my eyes closed until his footsteps move from the linoleum to the carpet, and finally, the door creaks and slams shut.
I lay on the kitchen floor sobbing my eyes out, knowing I can’t do this. I can’t stay here.
The only way I’ll ever escape this is if I leave, so that’s what I’m going to do.
I muster up every bit of courage that I have and run back to my bedroom. I throw open the door and head for the closet, grab my duffel bag, and start shoving necessities inside it.
Within fifteen minutes, I’ve changed my clothes and am walking out of the trailer I grew up in.
I don’t even bother leaving a note for my mom. She’d just think I was lying anyway. I don’t know how she can always believe Eli over me.
That’s the kind of mother she is, choosing a man over her child. If I’m being honest, I raised my damn self.
It’s hotter than hell in Texas in mid-July, but I will gladly sweat my ass off if it means I never have to see Eli ever again.
Tons of cars drive by me as I walk North on Route 63. Hitchhikers are very common around here, so I’ll head for the nearest truck stop and think about my next step once I’m there.
I didn’t know it, but the nearest truck stop is closed for construction, and before I know it, I’m walking on Route 63 in pitch black.
The cars are never-ending as they continue to fly by me, not giving a care in the world. I continue walking, and after a while the rumbling of a motorcycle grows closer.
But it doesn’t fly by like the rest of the vehicles. It approaches me and comes right behind me.
I feel like my ears are deceiving me, and I stop in my tracks. My heart pounds relentlessly in my chest.
The engine is shut off, and a man with a deep voice hollers at me, “You good? You need a ride or somethin’?”
My mind races as I debate what to do. Do I say yes and potentially risk my life with this stranger?
I scoff at my own thoughts. It’s not like this guy could do anything worse than Eli’s done.
