Fan Fiction ❯ For the love of you. ❯ This one night. ( Chapter 1 )

I'm 15 years old, have blue eyes, I'm really thin and some people say I look like a super model that's anorexic. I'm 5'5" and I have blond hair with red highlights. I'm sitting on the curb by the gasoline station, that's by my school, smoking a cigarette and feeling pissed and the expression on my face showed it. I just got suspended from school for the fifth time that year. People just never learn! I thought as I threw the butt of my cigarette on the ground and stood up. Is it my fault everybody who's `tough' keeps picking fights with me? No, it's not! They start the fights and I end them plain and simple. And what happens to me for protecting myself? I get fucking suspended! I thought and kicked a rock as hard as I could. I spent the next few hours walking around our town. It really isn't that big, few housing additions, trashy apartment buildings.

I started walking home when it was time that my school let out. I hated where I lived, me and my `family' consisting of me, my mom and dad, we live in the run down part of town. Trash littered everywhere, yelling always coming from a few of the houses. Drunken husbands who beat there wife's for no reason at all, or abusive fathers who hurt there kids for existing. Mine was a combination of both, except he didn't beat my mom because she always gave him her paycheck so he could buy beer for the both of them. They were always drunk and sometimes forgot I existed. One time I came home from school, I was in second grade at the time, and I found the house empty I ended up fending for myself for a whole month. That's when I learned how to steal. There is never enough food in the house and my body and weight showed it. Anytime mom didn't bring home enough money he always took his anger out on me. I was used to it by now; I've thought about running away but, my dad said if I ever run away and he finds me he will personally tear my legs off, because he gets money for me living there.

I opened the gate to the fence in our front yard, closed it and walked up to the porch and heard a crash and my dad yelling from inside. Great I know I'm getting it tonight! I thought, I put my hand on the handle and reluctantly went in. My mom was passed out on the couch beer bottles littered the floor beneath her. I quietly shut the door, now if I can make it to my room…; I heard a chair move in the kitchen. Shit! I thought I hid beside the couch and watched as my dad stumbled out of the kitchen and then fall to the ground. I knelt there for a minute wondering if he was dead or passed out. "Well here goes nothing!" I mumbled quietly to myself cautiously getting up. I tiptoed quietly through the living room and passed my dad.

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attempted rape begins now!!!

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I tiptoed down the hallway to my room, yes I'm home free! I thought as I reached out to grab the doorknob, suddenly I felt two muscular arms wrap around my petite waist and pull me into a big hard object. "What's your hurry?" the voice said resting his head on my shoulder, fuck me! I thought, I turned my head and as I expected it was my dad. His breath smelled heavily of beer, "ummm…hi dad, well I gotta lot of homework to do so if you could let me go and let me get to it!" I said trying to pull his muscular arms off me. "Your homework can wait, that whore you call a mom has been passed out all damn day and I need someone to fuck!" he said kissing me up and down my neck.

My eyes widened with fear as he pulled me harder into him. "Dad I told you the last time, I don't want to do it" I said struggling even harder to get him to release me. "Yeah, but I made you do it anyway didn't I? So what would make this any different?" he asked as he picked me up bride style and kicked open my door, he put me down and released his grip from me and shut the door. I ran for the window hoping I could jump out of it before my father caught me. Frankly my speed is no match for his and he easily caught me. He turned me around to face him and put his arms around me again, he smirked at me, "So we're a little feisty today are we?" before I could reply, he slammed me into the wall and pushed his body on mine.

I let out a cry a pain that was cut short, by my father pressing his lips hard against mine I could almost taste the beer as he began to lick my lips for entrance, but I refused. He forced me to open my mouth by slamming his lower body into mine, my eyes widened in shock and I opened my mouth as a reflex to scream. My fathers tongue instantly began searching my mouth, not leaving anything untouched, he started fighting with my tongue. I couldn't help but let out a small moan of pain as his lower body slammed harder into me again. His hands moved from my shoulders to my waist and once again wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer into him. He released me from his kiss and I took in a deep breath. He wasn't even breathing hard. I felt uncomfortable as he moved his hands up my back as he slammed his lower half into me a third time, I screamed from the pain but it was muffled by my father pressing his lips hard against mine.

I heard a ripping noise, knowing it was my shirt. He flung me onto my bed and my shirt came off. He pounced on me and started to kiss my neck and work his way down. I used all of my strength to try and push him off me, but he didn't even budge. He nipped my neck than licked there with the tip of his tongue. He sat up, took off his shirt and than his pants, and threw them over in the corner. I started to hit his chest as he began to take my pants off. "Dad no, please stop it!" I yelled at the top of my lungs hoping to wake my mom up. This only made him more determined to get my pants off. He finally succeeded and pressed his body on me again and started to rub my inner thighs and work his way up. Tears welled up in my eyes as he licked my stomach; I held my tears back because it would only make this situation worse than it already was.

He grabbed my wrists with one hand and held my arms down above my head. He nuzzled my neck, and began kissing it again. I held back tears as I tried to kick my dad off me. I felt his handwork his way up my inner thigh. Suddenly a crash came from the living room. "Honey, where are you? I need you right now!" I heard my mom yell from the living room. He stopped for a moment and looked at my closed door then at me, "I'll be back for you later!" he hissed in my ear, he slammed his lower body into mine with all his might and muffled my scream with his lips once again. He got up and put his cloths on; I laid there on the bed to scared to move. He came over and whispered, "You better be here in your bed tomorrow morning if you know what's good for you!" he said, he bite my earlobe and than left my room slamming the door behind him.

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end of attempted rape.

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I laid there till I heard my parent's door shut and I started crying I calmed down after a few minutes and sat up slowly ignoring the pain coming from my lower body. I lay back down, covered myself with the covers, and fell into an uneasy sleep. I woke up from my dreamless sleep the next day and turned over, my abdomen hurt slightly I reached over to my nightstand and opened a drawer. I felt around fingering my loaded gun and then my switchblade holding back the urge to use them on my dad, I finally found what I was looking for and took out my bottle of Tylenol. I swallowed two pills and got out of bed. I looked in my full-length mirror and saw bruises appearing on my body. I put some cloths on and went reluctantly into the kitchen to see if we had anything edible to eat.

The house was quiet as usual, I saw my mom passed out on the bathroom floor. My dad was nowhere to be seen, so I put my guard up for anything. I peeked around the doorframe leading into the kitchen; I didn't see my dad so I stepped in warily. I looked in the cabinets and in the pantry, nothing to eat! I sighed as I opened the refrigerator knowing there was nothing, but hey it doesn't hurt to look. I grabbed a coke after finding nothing to eat; I sat down at the table and took a sip of my drink.

Maybe I'll go see Crag today! I haven't seen him in awhile. I thought as I took another sip. Suddenly I felt to hands grab me by my shoulders and lift me out of the chair while throwing me into the living room. I landed hard on my side on the living room floor. I looked up and saw my dad coming at me a crazed look in his eyes. The only thing I could do was scoot across the floor away from him; he grabbed my ankle and pulled me towards him. He grabbed my arm and threw me into the wall, I yelled in pain. "Shut-up you bitch." He yelled backhanding me across the face, leaving a red mark on my cheek. I crumpled up into a ball on the floor. He grabbed both of my arms and yanked me up; there were dark circles under his eyes saying that he didn't sleep, which also meant he was out all night getting drunk.

I'm always scared of my dad, but when he's like this I pray that I'll live through the day. I smelled the scent of heavy beer as he breathed in and out. He sneered at me then, once again, threw me into a wall. I fell down, and his foot made contact with my stomach knocking the air out of me. I laid there gasping for air; he picked me up by the collar of my shirt and punched me in the face. He dropped me and left me lying on the floor in the middle of the living room. When I caught my breath and had the strength to move, I picked myself up and stumbled to my room. I collapsed on the bed, grabbed my bottle of Tylenol, and took two more.

A week passed and I was able to go back to school again. Like I'm even there, I'm always hanging out in the halls or outside smoking. Sometimes I just ditch altogether. I just got kicked out of the, `Bud's Hangout' with the owner yelling at me for not being at school. There getting a new owner anyways so it didn't matter, and I didn't care that I wasn't in school, and I sure as hell knew that the teachers didn't care that I wasn't there. Hell nobody at that damn school cared if I wasn't there at all!

Well except for the counselor I thought when I get there towards the end of fifth period she'll call me in sixth hour wanting to talk "Oh Kathryn is everything all right at home?" she'll ask me. How do I know because she asks me the same questions every time! "Kathryn do I need to set up an appointment for next week to talk with your parents?" gees that lady is a loon I thought. I got to school right at the bell dismissing the fifth hour classes. When I got into sixth I took my seat at the very back nobody sat in the last row with me because, well, they think I'll kill them if they look, touch or sit by me.

It's fine with me though, I prefer it this way I like being alone, which is why I'm a loner. "Will you please send Kathryn Richards to the counselor's office? She will not be returning to class." A woman said over the P.A system. Yes I thought everyone stared at me as I walked to the door and went out. Another day another whole day of school missed, and no homework I thought I wish I had thought of this sooner. I got to the counselor's office, they had me sit down and wait. They were all staring, pointing and whispering to each other and I knew they were talking about me, so in return I stared at them with a face that could kill if it were a weapon. They all stopped and went back to shuffling papers I knew that as soon as I went into Ms. Danvers room they would start up again. "Ms. Richardson I can see you now." Said Ms. Danvers

Ms. Danvers was pretty but, in weird way. Her glasses were too big for her so they kept slipping down her nose, they also made her brown eyes look humongous, she was a good size woman, she's thirty-two and still not married. I like her hair though, it's brunette and silky looking, she's 4'5" so she's shorter than me, oh I HATE that women when she walks it always has a…a...bounce to it!

"So Kathryn I've noticed that you haven't been in any of your classes today." She said, I just looked out the window "humph" was the only thing I said. "Yes, well by school law I shouldn't even be talking to you, you should be cleaning out your locker and leaving school premises on suspension, till next year of course." She said pushing her glasses back up on her nose. "Ok, then why am I still here instead of leaving?" I asked kind of disgusted, I wanted to get out of this hellhole and fast. "Well I pleaded with the principle, and" "Listen I don't give a rat's ass about you trying to help me stay in this...this…stupid school!" I yelled "Now Kathryn please calm down…" stammered Ms. Danvers "Look, I want out of here, I don't want to be here! So go ahead and suspend me, you would be doing me a big favor!" I said as I slammed my hands onto her desk.

"SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!" Ms. Danvers yelled, stunned at her reply I sat down with a loud thud. "Kathryn listen I understand what your getting at…but you have a very good future ahead of you if you just stay in school and do your work!" said Ms. Danvers "You haven't been here for two days the whole semester. I'm not happy about doing this but, you are being suspended on a count of reasons which I am not permitted to release to you." Ms. Danvers said "So if you would please go clean out your locker and leave the school premises within in the next five minutes." I got up and went out slamming the door behind me. It didn't take me long to clean out my locker I go there so few times I'm surprised I haven't forgotten the combination. The only thing that was in it was some food, candy wrappers, and empty coke bottles. I was out of there in less than two minutes.

I stepped out of the school into the afternoon sun. I was finally free from school till next year but, what's the point it'll just be the same as this year. I guess I'll just have to drop out of school. No point in wasting money for something I'm not even going to. I thought I went down to the `The Hangout' again, they got a new owner this afternoon he was nicer plus I knew him so he didn't care that I wasn't in school. "Hey Kathryn, what's up?" Crag asked as I sat down at the bar. Crag was one of my few best friends in the whole world he was tall, muscular and tan, he has dark blond hair, the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen, he is about 6'3" and has a funny personality that always made me laugh no matter what mood I was in. "Give me a coke and an ashtray." I said taking out my cigarettes he slid me an ashtray and handed me my coke. "Damn I can't find my lighter you have one on ya?" I asked digging in my pockets.

"Yeah here." He said lighting my cigarette. "Thanks." Crags nice, he's a lot of fun to be around and I just feel, happier when I'm around him but, I don't know why. "So what brings you here in the middle of the afternoon?" Crag asked "What do you think." I said "Oh" he replied we talked about rumors about Billy Davis picking a fight with Ron Tripper. "No way." I said, "Ron may run fast but Billy's punch is way worse than his talk and believe me I would know he landed one on me, last Friday wasn't it?" I said "Yeah, but then you clobbered him to the pavement. He left ya a pretty bruise though." Crag replied "Hey waiter stop talking to your bitch and get me a beer!" a man from the back yelled. It got quiet real fast everyone who knows me knows not to call me someone's bitch while I'm in a bad mood so all the people who were in there were scared. "Kathryn please don't start a fight again!" Crag pleaded.

"I'm already pissed off from this afternoon and he just crossed the line!" I said putting my cigarette butt in the ashtray and getting up. I went over to the guy who had made the remark. "Well? Where's my beer?" he said "Right here!" I raised my fist, hit him square in the face knocking him off his chair, and back a foot. Everyone was looking in my direction. "No charge and don't worry about a tip!" I said walking towards the door. "Crag put the drink on my tab." I said "Ok Kathryn." He said as I walked out. He looked over at the guy I hit "Damn that girl has an arm on her"

I walked into a convenience store and pocketed a lighter so I'd have one. I found a party and stayed till it was over. I had a swig of some guys beer, believe me I will never drink beer again no matter what. I got home around four o' clock in the morning I tried to sneak in the front door but my parents were watching an R rated movie in the living room. I snuck around to my window and climbed in I always left it unlocked, I don't have anything worth stealing any way. I changed cloths and went to bed, I woke up at five o' clock it was still dark outside and my parents were still in the same spots they were an hour ago.

"Kathryn is that you?" my mom asked she was obviously drunk "Yes mom it's just me." I grabbed a coke out of the fridge. "And exactly where have you been missy?" my, very drunken dad yelled as he slipped on the kitchen floor almost falling. "It's five o' clock in the freaking morning! Don't you think you can be the least bit considerate and check in?" asked my mother, she hiccupped, both of them had obviously been drinking for a few hours. "Well it's not like you would've notice that I came home anyways!" I said quietly to myself. "What was that young lady?" my father said taking another swig of the beer in his hand. "Nothing." I said sarcastically.

"Sit down NOW!!" my father yelled. I rolled my eyes and sat down with a thud in a chair by the dinner table. "Honey you should know better than to back talk us!" my mother said with an eerie kind of smile. My dad grabbed something out of the drawer, but I didn't see what it was on a count of my mother was in the way. My dad had something hidden behind his back he had the same smile on his old weathered face. He came up to the very edge on the opposite side of the square table, and gave mom a nod. "What are you going to do?" I asked. The next instant my mom grabbed a hold of me from behind and I couldn't get loose, then my father pulled a large butcher knife from behind his back. "This is to teach you a lesson for talking back to us and believe me this will be the last time you will!" he said quietly, but sternly, he raised the knife. The dark quit neighborhood was soon filled with a blood-curtailing scream.

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DF7: *twitches* man do I have a sick twisted mind or what?

Rose: you have a sicker twisted mind then me! AND I WANNA TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!! *laughs evilly* BEWARE ALL YE MORTALS OF THE LIGHT!!! *gets hit upside the head with a frying pan*

Banter: *ears and eyes twitching* (she's my tiger bit beast if your wondering) *now wondering where the hell the hell the frying pan came from* well at least she shut up. *throws frying pan over shoulder which lands on Roses head who was getting up but then is out cold cause the frying pan hits her again.*

DF7: well r&r please I would appreciate it and check out my other story `Days of our lives if you haven't and/or liked this one.

Banter and DF7: BYE