Everything Started A Silent Night At The Graveyard, chapter 2
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"WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?" My dad shouted when I came home. After I left the graveyard I had been sitting on a bench in the park for a while and the clock was now 2 AM.
"Out" I answered and ran upstairs to my room. Of course he followed me and caught me before I locked the door.
"You little slut! Do you think this is a hotel? I want RESPECT, do you hear me?" He yelled and hit me square in the face. I fell to the floor, my nose was bleeding. I nodded and prayed he'd go. He didn't. "Now you'll learn what happens when you don't follow my rules" He said with an evil grin on his face. Now I know. He rapes me if I don't follow his rules.
I woke up the next day when my cell rang. I sighed and answered it. I thought it was just one of my freaky friends, but no.
"Hello?"
"Hey Ira, it's Billie. From last night" He added when he remembered he never told me his name. I grinned.
"Oh, hi!" I said.
"Did you get in trouble with your dad?" He asked, I could tell by his voice he was worried.
"No, not at all" I lied.
"You're lying" He said. I sighed.
"Yeah, I am" I answered, honestly this time.
"What did he do?" He asked. I didn't answer, just looked at my feet. "He didn't rape you?" Billie shouted, he was angry. I still didn't answer. "I'll be over there, just give me the address." I gave him the address and hung up. I got dressed in black jeans and a Ramones T-shirt. Then I saw it, that bastard had given me a black eye. I sighed and put on my make-up anyway. Then I put on sunglasses and went out. I grabbed some toast on my way out and ate it while I waited for Billie to arrive. A black BMW stopped in front of me. I smirked and got in. He started driving.
"Hi" I said. He looked at me, his eyes were kind.
"You ok?" He asked. I shrugged.
"It's not the first time" I answered and sighed. Billie didn't know what to say.
"Erm... Are you hungry?" He asked. I shook my head.
"I ate before I left" I mumbled. It was an awkward silence. A little while later he parked in front of a huge house. "Whoa... " I muttered. He smirked.
"I know, it's big." He said and laughed a little. I just nodded. We went into the living room and sat down in the couch. Suddenly he bent forward and took off my sunglasses. I didn't even try to stop him. I could tell he was getting angry at my father, but he just gave them back to me. I quickly put them on.
"Tell me what he did" He said softly. I dunno why, but I had an urge to tell him. And I did.
Billie gave me a hug when I finished talking. I hugged him back. Why was he so nice to me? What had I done to deserve it? I almost asked, but I didn't. Then my cell rang. I prayed it wasn't my father.
"Hell-" I started, but my dad interrupted me.
"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, YOU LITTLE WHORE?" He screamed into the phone.
"I... I, erm... " I tried to speak, but I was still scared.
"I don't care, just get home NOW!" He yelled.
"No." I said, hung up and turned off the phone. This left me and Billie in another uncomfortable silence.
"I'm so sorry, I don't know what to do to help you" He said. I smiled to him.
"Believe me; you've already helped me a lot!" I said and got up. "I gotta go, Billie. See ya!" I said and left.
I went back to the graveyard and sat down at a bench. I turned on my phone again. My dad had tried to call and so had my best friend Erika. I smiled and called her up.
"Hello?" She said.
"Hey, it's me!"
"Hey Ira!" Erika said, I could tell by her voice she was smiling.
"What's up?"
"There's this party tonight, wanna join?"
"Yeah, sure! Who's throwing the party?" She laughed
"I've got no idea.. But I'm going! Come to my house, and we'll watch a movie before we go there, 'k?"
"I'm there in ten minutes" I said and started walking.
"Great, love yah!"
"Love yah!" I said and hung up. I headed for her house and started thinking about the party. I knew what it was going to be like, a lot of beer, drugs and drunk teenagers. A great time-out from my living nightmare. I rang Erika's doorbell and waited. The door flew open.
"Heeeeeeeeey!" She yelled when she saw me. I smirked and gave her a hug.
"Hey Erika" I said. She dragged me inside and we watched a movie. After that we sat down just talking. I told her about what my father had did, but I didn't tell her about Billie. She wouldn't believe me anyway.
About half past nine we went down to the party. It was just as all the other parties we went to; loud music, drunk and high teenagers everywhere and empty beer bottles all over the place. We smiled and went inside. A guy I didn't know gave me a beer and started dancing with me. He was probably a couple years older then me, but I didn't care. We started making out after a few minutes. I finished my beer, gave him the empty bottle and left him in the middle of the dance floor. He looked quite pissed off, but I didn't care. I sat down in a couch and drank one of the beers Erika brought. An hour later I was quite drunk. I went outside and sat on the lawn with a girl I had talked to for a little while.
"Hey" She said, I noticed she was high. "Want a joint?" She asked and giggled. I he'sitated for a moment, but then grabbed it. My life couldn't get worse anyway...
"Out" I answered and ran upstairs to my room. Of course he followed me and caught me before I locked the door.
"You little slut! Do you think this is a hotel? I want RESPECT, do you hear me?" He yelled and hit me square in the face. I fell to the floor, my nose was bleeding. I nodded and prayed he'd go. He didn't. "Now you'll learn what happens when you don't follow my rules" He said with an evil grin on his face. Now I know. He rapes me if I don't follow his rules.
I woke up the next day when my cell rang. I sighed and answered it. I thought it was just one of my freaky friends, but no.
"Hello?"
"Hey Ira, it's Billie. From last night" He added when he remembered he never told me his name. I grinned.
"Oh, hi!" I said.
"Did you get in trouble with your dad?" He asked, I could tell by his voice he was worried.
"No, not at all" I lied.
"You're lying" He said. I sighed.
"Yeah, I am" I answered, honestly this time.
"What did he do?" He asked. I didn't answer, just looked at my feet. "He didn't rape you?" Billie shouted, he was angry. I still didn't answer. "I'll be over there, just give me the address." I gave him the address and hung up. I got dressed in black jeans and a Ramones T-shirt. Then I saw it, that bastard had given me a black eye. I sighed and put on my make-up anyway. Then I put on sunglasses and went out. I grabbed some toast on my way out and ate it while I waited for Billie to arrive. A black BMW stopped in front of me. I smirked and got in. He started driving.
"Hi" I said. He looked at me, his eyes were kind.
"You ok?" He asked. I shrugged.
"It's not the first time" I answered and sighed. Billie didn't know what to say.
"Erm... Are you hungry?" He asked. I shook my head.
"I ate before I left" I mumbled. It was an awkward silence. A little while later he parked in front of a huge house. "Whoa... " I muttered. He smirked.
"I know, it's big." He said and laughed a little. I just nodded. We went into the living room and sat down in the couch. Suddenly he bent forward and took off my sunglasses. I didn't even try to stop him. I could tell he was getting angry at my father, but he just gave them back to me. I quickly put them on.
"Tell me what he did" He said softly. I dunno why, but I had an urge to tell him. And I did.
Billie gave me a hug when I finished talking. I hugged him back. Why was he so nice to me? What had I done to deserve it? I almost asked, but I didn't. Then my cell rang. I prayed it wasn't my father.
"Hell-" I started, but my dad interrupted me.
"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, YOU LITTLE WHORE?" He screamed into the phone.
"I... I, erm... " I tried to speak, but I was still scared.
"I don't care, just get home NOW!" He yelled.
"No." I said, hung up and turned off the phone. This left me and Billie in another uncomfortable silence.
"I'm so sorry, I don't know what to do to help you" He said. I smiled to him.
"Believe me; you've already helped me a lot!" I said and got up. "I gotta go, Billie. See ya!" I said and left.
I went back to the graveyard and sat down at a bench. I turned on my phone again. My dad had tried to call and so had my best friend Erika. I smiled and called her up.
"Hello?" She said.
"Hey, it's me!"
"Hey Ira!" Erika said, I could tell by her voice she was smiling.
"What's up?"
"There's this party tonight, wanna join?"
"Yeah, sure! Who's throwing the party?" She laughed
"I've got no idea.. But I'm going! Come to my house, and we'll watch a movie before we go there, 'k?"
"I'm there in ten minutes" I said and started walking.
"Great, love yah!"
"Love yah!" I said and hung up. I headed for her house and started thinking about the party. I knew what it was going to be like, a lot of beer, drugs and drunk teenagers. A great time-out from my living nightmare. I rang Erika's doorbell and waited. The door flew open.
"Heeeeeeeeey!" She yelled when she saw me. I smirked and gave her a hug.
"Hey Erika" I said. She dragged me inside and we watched a movie. After that we sat down just talking. I told her about what my father had did, but I didn't tell her about Billie. She wouldn't believe me anyway.
About half past nine we went down to the party. It was just as all the other parties we went to; loud music, drunk and high teenagers everywhere and empty beer bottles all over the place. We smiled and went inside. A guy I didn't know gave me a beer and started dancing with me. He was probably a couple years older then me, but I didn't care. We started making out after a few minutes. I finished my beer, gave him the empty bottle and left him in the middle of the dance floor. He looked quite pissed off, but I didn't care. I sat down in a couch and drank one of the beers Erika brought. An hour later I was quite drunk. I went outside and sat on the lawn with a girl I had talked to for a little while.
"Hey" She said, I noticed she was high. "Want a joint?" She asked and giggled. I he'sitated for a moment, but then grabbed it. My life couldn't get worse anyway...
