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Girls In Trouble: Kayla Chapter One
Prologue
My heart was beating out of control. My back was sweating, and the snow-colored fabric was sticking to my back. My mind was spinning. It felt like my insides were burning.
In my ear someone said, “Kayla, go.”
I tried to walk. Nothing. The doors in front of me opened. I took a deep breath. I took another deep breath. There was a smile in the distance, and then I knew everything would be okay. I walked on.
Chapter One
My family and I lived in the suburbs, but it still looked like the ghetto. It was a community really. I knew everyone. Everyone knew me. There was love all around. I was an only child. My mom and dad said I was so special, that they couldn’t have anyone else.
Every day, my dad called me beautiful. He said he loved my long light brown hair. Then there were my eyes. They’re slanted. My mom’s and dad’s eyes aren’t slanted. And when I was thirteen, I started looking like a young lady. My body matured faster than others. But I never had boys drooling over me. I couldn’t have that.
My best friend was, and still is Kiara Jones. I love her so much, and if I could, I would have taken her with me when I…
So I would say I had a great life, until I turned fifteen. I don’t know how, but my parents spilt up. I still don’t know how to this day. Well, my dad moved away. I wouldn’t see him for a long time. My mom found herself a new man named Chris Mathews. He was so rich. I still remember the day he ruined everything.
“Kayla,” he called me. I came to him. “We’re moving. To a much bigger house. A house in Glenwood Estates.”
“I ain’t movin’ nowhere,” I said, and rolled my eyes. Then as I was turning to walk away, he grabbed me. His grip was tight, and he dislocated my shoulder. Yeah, he was that strong. I fell to the ground in pain.
“Don’t say a word,” he said when my mom came running. “She ran into the wall,” he lied. He lied. I stared at him in anger. My mom was clueless. She couldn’t see how much of a monster he was.
The thing is, that’s not even the big reason why I hated him so much. One day, when Chris and my mom were out, Kiara and I decided to get on his laptop. When we opened it up, we gasped.
“Oh my gosh,” said Kiara. “That is nasty! Close it.” We saw pictures of Chris having sex with girls our age. The bad thing was that the pictures were dated with the day before. Now I was scared of him. Each day, I would try my best to avoid him.
Then one day he came in my room, and closed the door.
“Get out of here!,” I yelled.
“Shut-up, Kayla. Man…you look sooo grown. Bend over for me.”
“What! Get out or else.”
“Or else what. Look, if I want something, I will get it. Now bend over!”
“No! I saw that nasty stuff on your laptop. You’re a rapist.”
“I don’t do it unless they want it, but it looks like I’m gon’ have some trouble with you.”
“I don’t think so.” I got up to go to the door, but he pushed me down on the floor. The next thing I knew, he was on top of me. Pushing him off wasn’t even an option. I looked around frantically for something to hit him with. Nothing. So I screamed.
“No one is here, Kayla.” He ripped my clothes off. I just cried, but these tears were different. They were like acid tears that burned my face. Then it felt as if by body was being torn open. All the time, Chris had a grin on his face. That monster. I couldn’t take it. I think I passed out.
When I woke up, I saw Chris putting on his clothes. I guess I hadn’t been passed out that long.
“Kayla,” he said. “Don’t tell anyone. I’d hate to see you in your grave so early.”
“Go to hell.” He just laughed, and left me there, naked. I took a shower to wash that feeling away. It wouldn’t go away though. I felt so dirty. I needed someone to talk to, so I called Kiara.
“Hey Kayla,” she said.
“He raped me,” I said. I didn’t waste any time.
“What? Oh my gosh. You need to report him.”
“If I do, he’ll kill me. I mean it. You don’t want me to die, do you?”
“No.” Kiara’s voice was shaking. I think she was crying. “What are you going to do?”
“I’ll tell my mom.”
“She won’t believe you. You know how that is in the movies.”
“Kiara, this is real life. Look, I’ll call you back, I promise. Remember, don’t say a word. You promise?”
“I promise.” Then I hung up with Kiara. I never thought that when I said I would call her back, it would take so long.
Suddenly, Chris burst into my room. My heart started beating uncontrollably. “Who were you on the phone with?” he asked.
“I was talking to my friend. I swear.” Hold up. Was I that scared to swear?
“What did you tell her?”
I couldn’t make up a good lie fast enough, so I just said, “Nothing.”
“Yeah right. I swear Kayla, if you tell anyone about what just happened, I’ll kill you myself.”
“I hate you!” He just smiled and laughed.
“You know, your friend Kiara was about to get it too, but we moved to soon. Love ya!” Just before Chris left my room, I threw my glass vase at him. It broke over his head. Now I was really scared. His face had cuts all over it.
“That’s okay,” he said. “I can hurt you way worst.” I just burst into tears again. I didn’t go to school the next day, and my mom didn’t even care. It was like, Chris’ attitude was rubbing off on her. I really missed my dad. I decided to call him. I hadn’t spoken a word to him since he left the house.
“Hello,” he answered.
“Daddy!” I forced a smile on my face.
“Kayla baby! How are you doing?” I didn’t want to tell my dad about what Chris was doing. He would find Chris and kill him. I knew he would.
“Dad, I’m great. I just wish I could live with you. Mom is a different person now.”
“How do you like your step-dad?”
“He’s a bit-----”
“Watch your language, girl. What did he do to you?”
“Daddy, just trust me on this one.” Then my mom came into my room. “Hold on.”
“Who are you talking to, Kayla?”
“I’m talking to my dad. Why?”
“Chris wants to take you out. Isn’t that sweet of him?”
“Dad, I’ll call you back. Love you.” I was starting to shake. “You love him, and you don’t even know him.”
“What are you talking about?”
“He’s a monster!” I thought I had signed my death certificate by opening my mouth. Too late to take back words. “I know you know about him, but you’re too blinded by the money.”
“Get out, Kayla. Get out of my house.”
“Why? You can’t except the truth?” Chris came into my room then.
“Chris, take care of her,” said my mom. She left, and closed the door behind her. I felt my heart skip a beat. How could my mom know that he was hurting me, and not do anything.
“Now I get to have you, baby,” he said, and smiled that evil smile. “Scream all you want. No one cares.” I ran pass him to the door. When I opened it my mom was standing right there. She pushed me back into my room. I wanted to throw-up. I had been betrayed by my own flesh-and-blood.
“Please…don’t…hurt me,” I said through tears.
“Oh, it won’t hurt that much this time.” Then I felt his hand going up the back of my tee shirt. He unfastened my bra, and it fell to the floor. He started to kiss my neck while he took off my jeans. My knees felt so weak. He bent me over forward. I felt a sharp pain worst than the last time he raped me. The burning tears began to fall.
This happened at least twice a week for a few months. In that time also, I wasn’t going to school. I felt terrible. I felt ugly. I was no longer that beautiful, unique girl. I had to do something about it.
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