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Realizations

The vomit was rising in my throat before I could stop it, and I found myself dashing out of my room and into the bathroom in seconds. I reached the toilet just in time to heave most of my dinner from the night before into the bowl. I wiped my mouth and flushed it down, holding my head over the ceramic throne while I panted like a dog.

"Sammy?" His voice made me gag, "You okay?"

I glared up at him, standing in the doorway with his arm propped up against the hinges. The smile he was giving me brought back memories from the night before, memories I wished to forget.

"You're a cute girl." He grinned deviously, "Almost as cute as your momma was."

He began to play with my hair, "Wh-what are you doing?"

I scooted away from him on the bed as he inched closer, "Loving you the way I need to."

Chills wracked my body, and I turned my attention to the toilet. I puked again, this time getting some on the rim of the seat. He shook his head in disgust, "You gotta be stronger than that, Kid."

My eyes widened in terror as he stepped into the bathroom, bending down to my level and whispering in my ear, "Sammy, you can't tell anybody about last night."

I nodded, but he grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him, "I'm serious. You tell anyone, and we'll both be in trouble."

I bit my lip and nodded again, "O-okay."

"Good," He grabbed my arm and made me stand up in front of the sink, "Get cleaned up, you're a mess."

I leaned over the sink, my legs feeling like rubber as he began to lightly caress my face. I shuddered under his touch, and he took that as his cue to leave. Without a word, he turned and walked out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him with a squeak.

As soon as the door shut behind him, I collapsed onto the floor again with a resounding thud. The tears in my eyes were streaming down my face now, and my breathing had quickened to the point that I was sobbing loudly. I pulled my legs up to my chest and rested my face on my knees in an attempt to muffle my cries. It was like I'd been hit by a car as the realization hit me of what he had done to me… what we had done together.

I shook my head uncontrollably, as if I was trying to convince myself it was a dream and that nothing like that could ever happen. But the more I thought about it, the more I felt my body shake and my sobs harden. I rocked back and forth, gritting my teeth as I tried to silence myself.

"Sam!" I heard my mother calling for me, "You're gonna be late for school if you don't hurry up!"

My eyes shot open as I remembered where I was, and that today was a school day. I couldn't breakdown now. I wiped my face with my bare arm and tried to block out the thoughts of Him.

"I'm u-up!" I heard my voice crack.

Mom never replied, so I guessed that was good enough for her. I took a deep breath and stood up, leaning over the sink just like earlier. When I saw my appearance in the mirror, I didn't even look like myself. My curly blonde locks were tangled and matted together, and my face was red and puffy from crying.

I began to take deep breaths, trying to calm myself down the way I'd been taught back when I went to that teen therapist to 'work out my issues'. It hadn't helped at all, except when it came to my anger… and now I guess.

Finally, I was able to stop crying and regain some sort of control over my emotions. Once the redness on my face had decreased, I took a final deep breath and opened the bathroom door a crack. I peeked outside to see if He was waiting for me. When I didn't see him, I decided it was safe to return to my room.

I tip-toed across the hall to my bedroom, sniffling every second or so and wiping my face with my bare arm even more. Once I made it inside my room, I slammed my door shut behind me and leaned against it. Suddenly, I heard the obnoxiously annoying ringtone on my cell phone going off, and ran across the room to answer it. It was Carly, of course.

"H-hello?" I croaked, my voice sounded hoarse.

"Hey, Sam!" Carly greeted cheerfully, "Are you on your way to school yet?"

"Uh, no." I muttered, "Why?"

"Mr. Howard stopped me this morning and told me that if you didn't show up for school today that you'd have to go to court or something. I got kinda worried."

"Oh," I sniffled, "Well, I'll b-be there soon."

"Sam, are you okay?" Carly asked, "You sound different."

For a moment, I considered telling her the truth. It wouldn't hurt much if she found out, would it? But then, my brain kicked in and I remembered my dad's words this morning.

"You tell anyone, and we'll both be in trouble."

I didn't want to get into trouble. Besides, Carly didn't need to know what a dirty girl I was. She would probably hate me if I told her.

"I'm f-fine," I lied, "I just woke up late and I've g-got killer stomach cramps."

"Oh," She responded, "Do you want me to ask Spencer to buy you something? Like medicine?"

"Naw, I'm good." My eyes closed, "I'll see you at school, okay?"

"Kay, stay blonde."

I smiled at our little goodbye we'd been using lately, "Stay brune."

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