Her screams send a sick satisfaction through me.
Fucking bitch.
I throw her onto the floor and kick her in the stomach. Again. Again.
Then, I straddle her and I punch her face.
Once.
Twice.
Three Times.
“I’m coming to your house after school. Time to start this assignment.”
My eyes snap open.
Again he wipes my tears away. Again, I slap his hand away.
What? No. I can come to yours.
Robert will be home. And I have no idea what will happen if Declan’s there.
The only good thing is Robert won’t touch me while Declan is around. But Declan will touch me. And that will piss Robert off.
Fuck.
There is no way I can win this today.
Declan grins. “Oh, now I will definitely be coming. I’ve got practice, but I’ll come over after that.”
He leans in, and his lips graze my earlobe. “I might even get to play again.”
My stomach twists. My body tenses.
Declan in my house. I know Robert will be there.
The sour taste of fear rises in my throat,
Tonight is going to be a nightmare.
Maybe I’ll fight.
Maybe I’ll win.
Maybe I’ll knee Robert hard enough he won’t be able to rape me tonight.
He might hit me, but I’d take that over the alternative.
I’d take that overhim.
* * *
Sza plays in my ears as I lay on the roof, smoking the last part of the joint I’ve been saving for a few days. I can never smoke the whole thing in one day. I know I shouldn’t smoke at all, but I still need it whenever Robert gets too close to me.
I need to forget what’s happening.
Forget how his disgusting hands feel on my skin.