Prologue
Reem sighed quietly pressing her fingers up against the cool of the window, sitting atop the heater/air conditioning of her room. She stared at the back of her hand, looking over the soft texture of her skin. If only the rest of her body was just as smooth… Her gaze moved from her hand to the park blow, just two blocks away. She watched quietly as the little kids ran around in circles, screaming and laughing.
"REEM!" the sudden scream disrupted her peace. She sighed as fear pumped through her blood, her heart rate picking up. She knew exactly what was going to happen next.
"Yes, mom?" Reem walked into her parents' room. She stood near the door, trying to distance herself from her angry parents.
"Come here," her dad smirked, taking off his belt and fingering the buckle.
Reem winced and nodded slightly as she walked a few steps closer. Her father raised his arm over his head, and then the leather made contact with her skin, creating yet another bruise. He hit her again, this time the metal of the buckle struck her, drawing blood. She cried out.
The beating continued as Reem tried to keep silent. The door suddenly burst open and she cringed as she heard a small gasp. She looked up to see her little sister, Sara, standing by the door, her hand still on the handle. Her eyes were wide and so was her mouth, which was a large 'o' shape, tears immediately collecting in he innocent brown eyes. "Mommy?" she whimpered, a tear slid down her cheek. "Daddy? Reem could almost swear that she could hear Sara's voice cracking. She turned to look at me and then burst out sobbing, the loud, total messy kind of sobs.
Reem could only watch her little sister turn and run out of the room as she lay weakly on the ground. Her mother glared at her. "LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID, YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!" Her mother screamed as she walked into the balcony, grabbing a long rod of metal, smiling maniacally at Reem, who was slowly edging away. Reem screamed in pain as the metal made contact with her stomach.
Reem tuned her head away only to see her dad slowly approaching her, unzipping is pants and pulling them down as he went. Reem squeezed her eyes shut as she tried not to think of what her dad was about to do to her. She felt her father kneeling down beside her as he grabbed a fistful of her hair, slamming her head hard against the wall. Reem felt her wall breaking as tears started slipping from her eyes. Her father leaned in close, pressing his smirking lips against her ear, whispering, "You're not going to make a single fucking sound or I will seriously hurt you. You got that?" he threatened as he rubbed his hips against her thigh.
Reem simply responded with a small sob as she tried to crawl away, she was surprised, they had never done something so serious before, but it was too late now. She silently wondered if she had ever done something terribly wrong in the last thirteen years. There should be a reason as to why God was punishing her so, but she knew that she had never done anything to deserve it. She felt her dad grabbing her by her pony tail, slamming her against the wall again. She cried out as pain paralyzed her for a second before she felt something trickling behind on her head. She stuck her hand in her hair and felt something slick and wet between her fingers; she pulled it back, realizing it was blood.
She quickly wiped her fingers on the thick, dark carpet, trying to keep the nauseating feeling away. She felt her father's large, rough hands tugging on her jeans. She screamed, trying to get way from his forceful hands, which were touching her in places she'd never been touched before. Her father grabbed her chin before slapping her so hard across the face that her cheek stinged and tears collected in her eyes once again.
Her mother pulled her father away, smirking slightly. "Not now Ben, maybe when the kids are gone. And you might get her pregnant," her mother explained quietly, though Reem could still hear the clearly.
"Okay," her father nodded. He then zipped his pants again before retrieving the forgotten metal bar that lay half way under the giant king-sized bed. Reem simply shut her eyes as pain coursed through her veins. She let out a final whimper before the darkness enveloped her.
Is it honestly that bad? / Anyways, REVIEW! Even if you totally hate it. :p The more reviews, the faster the updates. I promise. But yeah, my keyboard is still broken. :-( Oh and sorry if you're confused. Reem has not been raped…. Yet. Only badly abused. :p So yeah, review, review, review! Oh and tell me if you think I should have auditions or not.
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-Reem