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I crack open my door, hoping no one hears or is around. I just want a glass of water, then I'll go back to my cave. My stomach grumbles too, but I don't even bother. Nothing stays down these days. My nerves are too high-strung.
I make it back from the kitchen without any incidents, but when I walk into my room, he's on my bed, flipping through my Kindle. “You're one of those freaks, aren't you?” Kelter, Lyra's boyfriend of the month, asks.
“I… freaks?” I ask, wondering if I can walk back out again, leave my house, and never return. My dad has been really busy and out of town, so I doubt he’d even notice.
Smirking, he tosses the kindle onto the ground and lunges for me. Screaming in terror, I try to run, but Kelter grabs me around the waist, clamping his huge hand over my mouth as he pulls my back to his chest. He’s six feet tall of pure muscle, but still I kick and writhe, trying to get away.
“No one will know, pretty girl,” he whispers in my ear.
Shaking my head I beg, “Please,” behind his hand, but it’s muffled.
“I just want to know if you taste as sweet as your sister,” Kelter coos into my ear, and I think I’m going to be sick. “You’ve been a bad girl and very loud. If someone comes in, I’ll tell them you came onto me. That you want everything your sister has. Because it’s true in a way, isn’t it? Lyra is prettier,” he whispers as his hand pushes up my pajama top to skate his palm up my body until he’s cruelly squeezing my breast.
Whimpering in pain, I press my lips together to hold the sound in. He’s right, he’ll just turn it all around if someone walks by. Kelter left the door wide open too.
“I’m sure Lyra would let me fuck you if I asked, you know,” he chuckles darkly. “I asked her if I could fuck with you a little because she hates you so much, and she told me to go wild.”
Pushing his hand down my body, he murmurs, “I wonder how tight your pussy will be for me. I don’t see you dating… is it possible you’re still a virgin? It would be fun to be the first to stick my dick in an unused pussy. Girls around here are sluts.”
Useless tears streak my cheeks as I try to pull away, but his arm is banded around my waist tightly. I can’t pull away or get any space from his hard cock that’s grinding against my ass. Gasping for air, I shake my head as his hand sneaks under the band of my shorts, skating against the smooth skin.
I thank God I’m not a virgin; this isn’t my first experience with a man, but I am very limited in my sexual interactions. I haven’t attended a party since the eleventh grade. We’re now over halfway through the school year here, and I haven’t had the energy to flirt with the taunts and bullying at school being so bad.
Kelter's long fingers glide along my core, and I buck against him in terror. His fingers are cold, and I’m completely dry as he pushes his finger inside of me. “So goddamn tight,” he groans as I scream in horror on the inside.
I can’t believe this is happening in my own home.
Kelter lazily pushes another finger as I cry out in pain. Please don’t let this be happening…
“Cassie, are you seriously trying to fuck my man with the door open?!” Lyra screeches at the lowest possible decibel.
Kelter lets go of me as if I was on fire. “Your sister is a little temptress, baby. I tried to hold out, but she pulled me into her room,” he says, acting the victim.
My mouth opens and closes, unable to make a sound.
“I caught you, Cassie, with his hand in your pants. Can’t you get your own man? Kelter, did she give you blue balls,” she coos, rubbing his chest as I look on in shock.
How could anyone be so clueless?
“She did, baby girl. I need you to suck it and make it better,” he flirts, kissing her hard as I gag.
Lyra grabs his hand to pull him away as she glares, mouthing, “Stupid cow, he’s mine!” as she drags him out the door. Kelter shoves the fingers that were just inside of me in his mouth, his tongue swiping along them to lick up my essence.
As he walks around the corner, he pulls his fingers out, giving me a cruel smirk and raising a single finger to his lips to signal that I stay quiet.
My stomach riots at this point, and I race to the toilet, barely making it before I puke. Moaning, I lay my head on my arm, waiting to see if a memory stirs that’ll make me puke again.
A knock on the door has me scream in fright, jumping.
“Honey, are you alright?” Bella asks, frowning.
No, I’m the farthest possible thing from alright.
The room swims, and I close my eyes.
“Yes, Bella, thank you,” I murmur weakly. “My stomach has been off today, and I may have picked up a bug. I’ll be okay though. I’m never sick for long.”
Except for lately, I can’t keep anything down, and my clothes are becoming really baggy on me.
