Disclaimer: The OC belongs to Josh Schwartz.
Summary: Marissa Cooper lives an awful life with her alcoholic mother and abusive father. One night, she has an unlikely meeting with another troubled Chino teen; Ryan Atwood.
"Marissa! Get back here you little shit," Julie yelled with fury, the bottle of tequila her shaking hands grasped was near empty and a cigarette hung unlit from her cracked lips.
"Why should I? Leave me alone you fat bitch," Marissa screamed with multiple tears streaming down her delicate and bruised cheeks.
"Don't you fucking talk to me that way, you'll be sorry once your father gets home," Julie replied, her temper shrinking.
"Don't threaten me Mom, not that you should even possess that title," Marissa spat. This struck a nerve in Julie; she stormed up to Marissa and slapped her across the face. Julie's cold palm broke the skin of an old wound and Marissa's cheek began to bleed.
"Go and check on your sister. Your disgusting behavior probably scared the living daylights out of her. Marissa, you should be ashamed of yourself," Julie voiced viciously.
Marissa merely nodded and walked away from her. Julie closed her eyes and lit the cigarette she had in her mouth.
"Hey Kaity," Marissa said, nearly inaudible. Kaitlin looked up from her Barbie dolls and offered a weak smile. Marissa noticed the tearstains that painted her younger sisters face.
"Are you okay?" Kaitlin asked, she got up from the ground and put her doll under her bed. Hopefully where her Dad wouldn't find it.
"Yeah, don't worry about me," Marissa answered, softly brushing her fingers along the reddening handprint. It still stung, but she needed to stay strong for Kaitlin's sake.
Kaitlin didn't reply, she continued to hide her doll's clothes and accessories underneath her small fold out bed.
"Er, Kaity? What are you doing?" Marissa inquired. She made herself comfortable on a chair that Julie stole from their old neighbors.
"If Daddy finds my Barbies he'll know that I stole them. He'd never buy me anything, let alone a doll, so to prevent…you know, I thought that I'd just…" Kaitlin trailed off. Marissa got up and hugged Kaitlin.
"I know baby," Marissa rubbed Kaitlin's back soothingly. They pulled away and sat in silence. The cuffs of Marissa's sleeve had risen up her arm without her notice.
"What are those?" Kaitlin asked, eyeing the several cuts up Marissa's wrist. Marissa quickly covered them back up and fought her strong urge to cry.
"There's this evil cat that was following me yesterday, I picked it up and she scratched me," Marissa lied with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Is its name Afro? Because if so, I totally know what you mean. Apparently she escaped a farm with chicken babies in her mouth," Kaitlin informed with a small giggle.
Marissa raised her eyebrows. "Yeah must have been her. By the way, chicken babies are actually called chicks," Marissa replied, a smile fighting to twitch.
"Oh," Kaitlin said blushing from her mistake. Marissa kissed Kaitlin's forehead and got up.
"I'm gonna finish up my C.V. so fingers crossed that I'll be able to get a job. Then you and I can go live anywhere in the world we want. No Mom, no Dad, just us," Marissa smiled, when she saw the wide grin on her eleven year old sisters face.
"Sounds awesome! You're the best sister ever," Kaitlin told Marissa happily.
"You're not so bad yourself," Marissa teased before closing Kaitlin's door and opening her own.
At around nine p.m., Marissa was still writing down her qualifications when her Dad, Jimmy burst in. The strong smell of alcohol filled the atmosphere. Marissa gulped and waited for the worst.
"Your Mom told me what you said earlier," Jimmy informed, his menacing tone made Marissa jump.
"I'm sorry. It was just heat of the moment crap," Marissa replied, sucking up was her best bet.
"How do you expect me to take your word over your Mothers?" Jimmy asked, cracking his knuckles. Marissa tensed up at the sound.
"I'm sorry," Marissa repeated her former comment. Jimmy let out a chuckle and turned to lock Marissa's bedroom door. Marissa's breathing sped up and her heart felt as though it pounded out of her chest.
"You're sorry?" Jimmy echoed. Marissa's eyes welled up as he began to unbuckle his belt.
"You know better than to shed a fucking tear around me," Jimmy lowly stated. His jeans now on the carpet.
"Please don't," Marissa whispered, her voice breaking with her heart. Her father just laughed at her and proceeded to undress.
"Come here," Jimmy ordered. Marissa shuffled to her Dad with her head down.
"That's my girl," Jimmy said groping her. He forcefully pushed her against the wall and impatiently shoved down her knee length skirt. Marissa began to hyperventilate when Jimmy took her hands in his and placed them into his briefs.
Jimmy snickered, which creeped Marissa out. How could her Dad, do this to her?
Marissa once again shuddered as he jerked down his briefs and brutally entered her. Marissa's head slammed into the concrete wall with every thrust. The blood ran down her back and stained the walls. Marissa was now going in and out of consciousness. The constant banging was making her incoherent and she could hardly notice the excruciating pain that he was causing her.
What girl would want to lose her virginity to her Dad?
She was now completely out. Which didn't bother Jimmy much. He finished up and put his clothes back on. With one last chuckle at his daughters bleeding crotch…and head, he unlocked her door and made a beeline for the shower.
Please review - and not to tell me that "OMG Jimmy would never do that..." or w/e, because this story is AU! Thank-you for reading!