WARNING: This might be pushing T. Some sexual references.
"Jeb?" I was ashamed to hear the quiver in my voice.
I could barely make him out as he sat up in bed. The moonlight stream in through the window, making the older man just visible. A smile danced across my lips as I joined him on the bed. Just being near him washed away the fear from my nightmare that had once been a reality. He was our father now and he would protect us.
"What's wrong?" he whispered, brushing my hair out of my face and tucking it behind my ear.
I shrugged. "Just a bad dream. I'm okay." I climbed unto his lap, breathing deeply as he wrapped his large arms around me. My eye lids began to droop and I allowed them to close. I was just on the brink of falling asleep, when I realized where Jeb's hand was going.
I stiffed and he must of noticed because he froze.
"It's okay, Max," he murmured softly into my ear. His hand slipped up my nightgown, brushing my thighs.
My stomach twisted and I felt like puking. I didn't know what he was doing but it felt wrong.
"I'm going to go to bed," I said, trying to pull out of his arms.
"No," he said, holding my waist. "Stay with me tonight."
I flinched when his fingers grazed my panties. I finger slipped inside them.
"Stop!" I gasped. But he pushed my back against the mattress, hovering forcefully over me.
"No, Max," he insisted, rubbing my private spot. "This is right." His lips crashed painfully unto mine and my underwear was ripped from my body. His finger shoved inside of me and my scream was muffled by his lips.
"No!" I screamed, sitting up panting. Relief washed over me as I gazed around at my surroundings. Jeb was gone. It was just me and the Flock somewhere in the middle of Florida.
"Max? What's wrong?" Nudge asked, peering down at me from the tree branch above. Her question was echoed by the rest of the Flock, minus Fang who was taking first watch.
"Nothing," I said, sending them a reassuring smile. "It was just a bad dream." I dropped down, joining Fang by the fire. "Go back to sleep," I called up.
Within minutes, everyone had dropped off to sleep besides Fang and I.
"You go to sleep, I'll take watch." I nodded towards my previous sleeping spot.
He didn't answer me, just stared at me through his dark bangs. He and the other boys really needed a haircut.
"You okay?" he asked, scooting closer to me. His arm brushed mine and remembering my dream I flinched, pulling away.
"Yeah, of course." I rubbed my arms. "You need sleep," I tried again.
"You're not getting rid of me that easy."
I shrugged. "Worth a shot." I sighed, suddenly realizing I wanted him to know what was plaguing me. But saying Jeb raped me when I was younger sounded weak and embarrassing.
I licked my dry lips and stared at the fire, willing the blush that was already creeping onto me face to disappear.
"I've been having a dream about something that happened a long time ago," I started then stopped. What was he going to think?
"Jeb-" I tried to continue, but Fang stopped me.
"I know."
I turned and looked at him, but it was his turn to not meet my gaze.
"I know Jeb raped you all though times and I didn't stop it. I'm so sorry, Max. You must hate me."
AN: So this is going to be a two shot. Please review for a speedy update. Thanks for reading and any feedback you might give me!
