Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice or any of its characters.
A/N: Ah a new story. I am terrible at updating my other ones due to a previously broken computer, lazinesss and writer's block. I will be focusing on this one and Namnapped.
Chapter One: Introduction
By: Gatorgirl1999
I was 13 years old when I was raped by my stepbrother. My father had died when I was seven and my mother remarried when I was nine. With my stepfather, was his son. He was merely two years older than me and eleven when I met him. He didn't like me. It was obvious the moment we met. Since I was just a kid at the time, I assumed he was just shy. As I grew older, he would begin to hurt me. I did nothing to make him mad; he would come home angry and push me against the wall and throw his books at me, screaming words of hate.
My mother paid no attention and neither did my stepfather. "That's just how boys are. They're rough. Get used to it kid." I had taken the abuse quietly. My mother was a stranger to me now and I didn't even feel like her daughter anymore, but someone who happened to live in the same house as her. It was late at night, a Sunday night. I had been in my room, studying for a test I had to take the next morning. I heard a door slam. I sat frozen on my bed, waiting. When I heard footsteps come to my room, I hid my books and brought my pillow to my chest. He was 15. He would barge into my room and beat me for no reason. There was no lock on my door and I sat still, waiting to get it over with.
"MIKAN!" He screamed. I didn't move. It was silent for a moment, the only sound being the ticks of my clock. My eyes glanced at it. 12:36 P.M. I set my head into my pillow, tears burning my eyes. Please no, no. I can't miss school again… My bruises from last week had just faded away. I heard the knob turn and looked up as he slammed my door against the wall. "Mikan… where ya been? I've been lookin' for ya!" He began to walk over me, but stumbled over his own feet, causing him to fall half way on my bed.
I clutched my pillowed tightly. "Are you drunk?" Akira rarely came home drunk, he usually didn't even come home at all when he went to parties. But that night he did.
"Whatcha talkin' about?" He grunted, pulling himself up. His speech was slurred and I could smell the alcohol. I tried not to gag. The smell of alcohol made me feel sick and my stomach gave a turn. "Mikan.." He grabbed my hand as he stood up, bending over my bed. He could barely keep his balance.
"A-akira stop." I begged, trying to push him away. He brought his lips on mine, crushing them. I yanked away quickly, disgusted with the taste. He grabbed my wrists harder and tried to kiss me again. I spat in his face. He stood still for a second and wiped it off. He glared at me and roughly pinned me done on my bed. Before I could respond he crushed his lips on mine again, harder. My face tightened under his. I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. "Stop!" He stuck his hand up my skirt as he forced another kiss on me. I moaned in terror, my lips still connected with his.
He moved his tongue around mine while trying to slip my underwear off. I began to kick my feet hysterically. I bit his tongue as hard as I could. He yelped and jumped back a bit, but pushed me down before I could get away. He took both my wrists with one of his hands and kept them above me. I could feel him getting mad now. He ripped my underwear off and I cried out. I knew that no one else was home. No one would come to save me. "Stop! Akira stop! Please don't!" I remember saying stop a lot, and don't. He ignored my pleas. I started screaming when he took his pants off.
"Shut up!" He yelled at me, forcing a sock into my mouth. I kept my eyes on the ceiling, sobbing. I knew what was coming. I cried out in pain and my body hardened when I felt him inside me. I felt so frozen and helpless. He took the sock out of my mouth and kissed me hard again. "Tell me you love me." I did. My whole body ached and I cried with him on top of me. He passed out not long after, forcing me to be trapped under him, unable to move as I cried myself to sleep.
A/N: I have a lot of plans for this story. It won't be too long, maybe 10 or 15 chapters. I hope you enjoyed, will start typing the rest tomorrow. I've got a summer to write this! Review?
