Read it, then Review it. Tell me if you see any mistakes. Also, I wrote a press release for the book reading I am doing at the Port Jervis Library, December 14th at 6:30-7:30. You can find it on my fictionpress account. It has all the details.

I'm going to be sixteen and for most of my life, I felt like a magnet for abusive people. I got taken advantage of more than I'd like to admit. I was abused and neglected by my dad. I got abandoned by my mom. She left me with that monster. And every day, I'm bullied by other students at my school. I dated a con artist. All she wanted was to force me to do her homework and other meaningless tasks she couldn't do herself. I even got sexually harassed on a subway by an older woman. I wanted to tell Uncle Barry, but how could I? What would he think?

Now I am once again contemplating telling my uncle, but afraid of what he would say. For weeks this has been going on. And I sit back and don't say no.

"Oh Wally, it feels so nice to have my hands on you."

I use to trust this man. Now he makes me cry. I would sleep over his home. His son is like my older brother. I can't even tell Roy what his dad makes me do.

"Can we stop tonight Ollie?"

He slaps me.

"I told you to only address me as daddy during these sessions. You have daddy issues, don't ya? You should like it."

I wear a blank expression. This is slowly killing me. I wouldn't tell anyone if he would just stop. Ha. Who am I kidding? I won't tell anyone anyway. "Can we stop daddy?"

"Not yet sweetheart." He caresses my cheek. He rips my shirt off and commences kissing my chest. I squirm under his touch. "I want to feel myself inside of you." He positions himself on my chest. He pulls his penis out. He holds it. I notice him rubbing himself. His penis is inches from my face. I know what's coming. But I don't want it. Yet I still don't say no. "Suck it. Get it nice and wet. I don't want to hurt you when I go inside of you."

"I think someone coming?" Why did I tell him? I should've let him get caught.

He jumps off of me. He smirks. "Thanks for the heads up." He leans over me and pulls the blanket atop of me. He whispers in my ear, "Proves you like it. Now be a good boy, and pretend to be asleep."

I do as I am told.

Dick crashes into my room. I hear his surprise when he questions Ollie's presence. Ollie, always has a comment.

"Ollie, what are you doing here?"

"Wally wasn't feeling well. I just wanted to tuck him into bed."

Dick believed him. Of course Dick did. He's too young. Too innocent. He may be a detective, but he would never guess what Ollie forces me to do. "Is he sick?"

"No. He'll be fine. No need to worry. Trust me, Dick. If I thought it was serious, Flash would already be here."

"Right. Guess I'll ask him to play the new game later." And Dick leaves me alone with this man.

"I'm gonna close that door. And you and I are going to finish having fun. Alright, Wally."

"Please stop for today." I try to beg. It never works.

"You don't want to stop. You heard someone coming and told me. Why would you do that if you wanted this to end?"

"I-I guess you are right."

"Of course I am. Now, let's finish. Alright, honey?"

I blink the tears away. "Okay, daddy."

Don't forget to check out my fictionpress to find the press release. And I hoped you enjoyed this one-shot. Wally- always a victim!