Page 86 of Damaged Soul


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“I know it’s been a while since I stopped by, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think about you.” Taking my wrist, he forces my hand onto his crotch, and I feel him hard beneath my palm.

“You see what you can do to me, Evangeline,” he tells me proudly,

“I want to make you happy too, you gonna let me make you happy, sweetheart?”

I want to laugh at him. How in the hell does he expect to make a girl happy with what he’s got packing?

I remain silent and let him climb on top of me, and I think about them all, Nick, Eddie, Derek, McAlister. All those men stole my childhood from me. Chop was just another name on the list, but I vowed he would be the last.

And as I feel Frank’s wet, sloppy lips touch mine, and smell the acidic stench of his breath… I decide that the time has come to make them pay.

“You're going to really enjoy this next part, Evangeline.” He flashes me a yellow-toothed snigger as he reaches his hands into the front of his pants to release himself, and I smile because I reach for something too. Something that I’ve kept under my mattress since the night Chop thought he could break my spirit.

And this time, I really am gonna enjoy the next part…

“What the fuck did you do?” My father stands at the entrance to my room with his eyes bulging out his head.

“I killed him because I can’t do this anymore. I can’t let them hurt me. You need to know what's been happening. You’re friends, they—”

“You killed him, Evangeline,” he interrupts, his stare focused on Frank's body, and the knife I used to slit his throat laying on the bed beside him.

“Yeah,” I answer, surprised at how calm I’m feeling. I just took a man’s life and I feel no remorse. Maybe I really am invincible.

“What were you thinking, are you out of your mind?” He starts to pace the carpet at the foot of my bed.

“No, none of this is right, Dad, it all ends now. I picked up some leaflets. I’ve been saving the money that I’ve earned from working at the garage. I can get you into a program that will help with your addiction.”

“Ahhh, the club, this is their doing. I knew no good could come from you hanging around them.”

This only proves that for all these years, he’s been too high to realize. He has no idea what I’ve endured for him and now he’s angry at me for taking my life back.

“This isn’t the club’s fault, this is your fault. I waited for so long after Mama left for you to get over it. I needed you to be my dad, and I wanted you to be happy so much that I let them all touch me. Him, Eddie, Derek, even McAlister and—”

“Stop it, shut your mouth!” He rubs his hand over his face and looks back at me furiously.

“No, I won’t shut my mouth. I’m taking control.”

“You go to the bathroom and clean yourself up while I think about what to do with this.” He glances at the mess I’ve made of Frank again.

“Dad…”

“Do as you’re fucking told, Evangeline!” he yells at me, and I feel the tears forming in my eyes as I run for the bathroom.

I scrub Frank’s blood off my skin and wash my hair, waiting for the guilt to come. Then I get out of the shower and wrap myself in a towel.

When I step out into the hall, Dad's waiting for me, he looks so scared. I guess any parent would after seeing the body of the man their kid just murdered.

“The police are on their way, they are gonna wanna speak to you so we have to get our story straight.”

“The police.” I panic, this can’t be happening, he can’t have handed me in.

“Frank came here drunk and I caught him trying to rape you. I killed him. Okay? I did this.”

“I won’t let you do that. I killed him, I’ll own it. The club can help, I’ll call Skid.”

“No, no club. You keep them out of this.” He slams my shoulders into the wall behind me. “When the police question you, you don’t mention the others, this is the first time anything happened to you. Do you understand?”

“No, I don’t understand, they are bad men. They rape little girls. They all need to suffer.” I hate how he closes his eyes and his muscles tighten. This can’t be easy for him.

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