.:Chapter Three - Guardian Angel, Wounded:.
.:One day I was walking around stiffly, and Hope noticed, asked me what was wrong. I began to cry, and then she had me go into the bathroom with her so I could strip my pants down to show her what hand been done. A part of me was afraid she would want to hurt me more, but she didn't. Her eyes grew small and blank as she was hit with the realization of what Jim had done to me:.
.:"Will I be okay, Hope? It hurts..." I cried, as tears ran down my cheeks. Hope forgot she was a girl and tried to put something on it. It stung at first, but soon it felt better. Hope seemed embarrassed for some reason, that I didn't understand at the time:.
.:"Hope...I love you. He hurt me...he said he hurt you...did he?" I asked. Relunctantly Hope nodded, moving her hair back so I could see the bite marks over her neck. I was young, naive, and didn't know what else he had done to her. I had no idea....:.
.:Hope turned seventeen, but no presents were given to her, only by me. Me, a mere seven year old. With only a colorful picture to give her. But she smiled as if I had gave her a million dollars and hugged me close:.
.:"Oh Colvin Donahue Casteel...you're the sweetest thing I do know," she whispered. We never celebrated our birthdays. Hope and I longed for a birthday cake, like she said she had when she was younger. I loved to hear about how her life used to be, until her Dad died and left her with a monster of a sister...and a mother to me..:.
.:That night I worked hard in my room to make Hope something close to a cake. I had saved a cookie from my lunch at school, and had borrowed a dollar to buy some candy. I smeared peanut butter onto the cookie and put candy on it. It was almost a cake, and I was darn proud of myself! I was also excited, for I hoped Hope would like it. I had made it for her, all for her:.
.:I left my room and went into hers, which was a bit bigger, not much. Her old room had been used to store some old junk my mother kept. When I opened the door and slipped inside, I imagined Hope would be sitting on her bed, reading like she usually was at this time. My mouth opened in shock at what I saw:.
.:Jim had ripped Hope's pretty green dress off of her and threw her against the wall, pressing himself against her. His pants were unbuckled, and I watched as he moved against her, thrusting into her, letting out low growls and grunts as Hope whimpered:.
.:I didn't know what they were doing, but I knew he had hurt Hope. I was afraid to run to her rescue, for if I did he was the type who would force more punishment upon her than me. I watched them, wondering what exactly he was doing...he wasn't doing to Hope what he did to me:.
.:He let out a moan and then stopped moving. He moved back and threw Hope to the ground, as if she were garbage. His eyes bulged when he saw me there, then he evilily grinned. If I had know better I would have ran back to my room! But I was barely seven, and I had no idea what they were doing:.
.:"You like to watch, Colvin?" he sneered, his stone eyes not blinking once as he looked at me, a evil smile breaking out upon his lips:.
.:"How about I teach you a lil about the birds and the bees?":.
.:I looked around, confused. Where did he see the birds and the bees? Were they in the house? Or was he going to show me tomorrow outside, if it was sunny out...? He laughed at my confusion, shook his head:.
.:"Not animals, you little twit. I mean how a man gets a woman," he said:.
.:I smiled, for I already knew how to do that:.
.:"I already know how to do that," I said, flashing a smile at him:.
.:"I'm going to meet a girl one day and she's going to be the best woman in the world. I'll give her roses and ask her to live with me in the forest, with the birds and the animals. She will say yes and we will live in the forest," I said:.
.:"Little bastard, this isn't a fairy tale. In real life, you gotta learn to control your women," he said:.
.:"Woman," I corrected:.
.:"What do you mean, woman? Women," he said, and I shook my head:.
.:"No....I don't want women I want one. Only one," I said. Jim laughed:.
.:"Oh you say that now....anyway I am gonna show you how to control that WOMAN you get, all right?" he asked, smiling wickedly. I shook my head:.
.:"Don't wanna control her...just wanna love her," I said, as his face grew bright red. His hand whipped out to slap my cheek and send me reeling backwards, even as my hands tried to hold onto the cookie dessert I had made for Hope:.
.:"Boy...ya gonna watch me or I make her hurt ten times as much," he said. Tears welled into my eyes as I nodded. He made me sit beside the bed, and I did so. I didn't want him to hurt Hope too much!:.
.:I watched as he slung her back onto the bed; she looked at me with tired, frightened eyes:.
.:I watched as Jim slammed her up against the headboard, pulling her legs behind him:.
.:"Know what ya gotta do to make em behave?" he asked, looking at me, and I shook my head. He pulled back so I saw his private part like mine...only bigger...bright red and hard:.
.:"One day yours will be like this...and this is how ya control ya woman," he said, turning back to Hope. I watched as he forced that private part of him inside hers, and began to thrust into her. I saw her squeeze her eyes shut in pain, as he bit at her neck, and at her upper private place I wasn't supposed to see:.
.:She whimpered, as tears slid down her cheeks. Watching the act made my heart shrivel more and more, until it felt like a tight coil that would explode. Finally he moaned and they were still again. I saw blood from the bitemarks and scratch marks, and hated him. He smirked at me, and without any shame, he walked out of the room:.
.:I crawled onto the bed where Hope was lying in a heap, crying:.
.:"Hope..why you gotta control your woman like that?" I asked, and she looked up at me, forced a smile. I handed her the cookie:.
.:"I wanted to get you a cake...but I couldn't find one, so I made you a cookie-cake," I said. Her eyes lit up and she hugged me, even as she winced with pain. She drew on her nightgown and then drew me into her arms as we shared the cookie-cake:.
.:"Don't listen to him. That is not how you control a woman you love. He is evil, Colvin. He hurts women. Don't be like him," she said:.
.:"What do I do then? To get her to love me?" I asked. Hope laughed, kissed the top of my head, thinking I was silly:.
.:"You don't have to do much if she loves you for you. It's nice to do things for her. Who could resist you, Colvin? Wait until your older, with that thick, dark hair, and those dark intense eyes of yours. All of the women will love you," she said, as I frowned:.
.:"I don't want women to love me! Just one. Just one I love. I want her to be like you, Hope. I wanna marry you but your my aunt...so I want a woman as sweet as you." She thought I was sweet, and cuddled me into her sore arms:.
.:"Colvin...I wish you were my baby. We would run from this awful place and I'd love you forever," she said, kissing the top of my head, as we both drifted off into dreamland...:.
.:One day I was walking around stiffly, and Hope noticed, asked me what was wrong. I began to cry, and then she had me go into the bathroom with her so I could strip my pants down to show her what hand been done. A part of me was afraid she would want to hurt me more, but she didn't. Her eyes grew small and blank as she was hit with the realization of what Jim had done to me:.
.:"Will I be okay, Hope? It hurts..." I cried, as tears ran down my cheeks. Hope forgot she was a girl and tried to put something on it. It stung at first, but soon it felt better. Hope seemed embarrassed for some reason, that I didn't understand at the time:.
.:"Hope...I love you. He hurt me...he said he hurt you...did he?" I asked. Relunctantly Hope nodded, moving her hair back so I could see the bite marks over her neck. I was young, naive, and didn't know what else he had done to her. I had no idea....:.
.:Hope turned seventeen, but no presents were given to her, only by me. Me, a mere seven year old. With only a colorful picture to give her. But she smiled as if I had gave her a million dollars and hugged me close:.
.:"Oh Colvin Donahue Casteel...you're the sweetest thing I do know," she whispered. We never celebrated our birthdays. Hope and I longed for a birthday cake, like she said she had when she was younger. I loved to hear about how her life used to be, until her Dad died and left her with a monster of a sister...and a mother to me..:.
.:That night I worked hard in my room to make Hope something close to a cake. I had saved a cookie from my lunch at school, and had borrowed a dollar to buy some candy. I smeared peanut butter onto the cookie and put candy on it. It was almost a cake, and I was darn proud of myself! I was also excited, for I hoped Hope would like it. I had made it for her, all for her:.
.:I left my room and went into hers, which was a bit bigger, not much. Her old room had been used to store some old junk my mother kept. When I opened the door and slipped inside, I imagined Hope would be sitting on her bed, reading like she usually was at this time. My mouth opened in shock at what I saw:.
.:Jim had ripped Hope's pretty green dress off of her and threw her against the wall, pressing himself against her. His pants were unbuckled, and I watched as he moved against her, thrusting into her, letting out low growls and grunts as Hope whimpered:.
.:I didn't know what they were doing, but I knew he had hurt Hope. I was afraid to run to her rescue, for if I did he was the type who would force more punishment upon her than me. I watched them, wondering what exactly he was doing...he wasn't doing to Hope what he did to me:.
.:He let out a moan and then stopped moving. He moved back and threw Hope to the ground, as if she were garbage. His eyes bulged when he saw me there, then he evilily grinned. If I had know better I would have ran back to my room! But I was barely seven, and I had no idea what they were doing:.
.:"You like to watch, Colvin?" he sneered, his stone eyes not blinking once as he looked at me, a evil smile breaking out upon his lips:.
.:"How about I teach you a lil about the birds and the bees?":.
.:I looked around, confused. Where did he see the birds and the bees? Were they in the house? Or was he going to show me tomorrow outside, if it was sunny out...? He laughed at my confusion, shook his head:.
.:"Not animals, you little twit. I mean how a man gets a woman," he said:.
.:I smiled, for I already knew how to do that:.
.:"I already know how to do that," I said, flashing a smile at him:.
.:"I'm going to meet a girl one day and she's going to be the best woman in the world. I'll give her roses and ask her to live with me in the forest, with the birds and the animals. She will say yes and we will live in the forest," I said:.
.:"Little bastard, this isn't a fairy tale. In real life, you gotta learn to control your women," he said:.
.:"Woman," I corrected:.
.:"What do you mean, woman? Women," he said, and I shook my head:.
.:"No....I don't want women I want one. Only one," I said. Jim laughed:.
.:"Oh you say that now....anyway I am gonna show you how to control that WOMAN you get, all right?" he asked, smiling wickedly. I shook my head:.
.:"Don't wanna control her...just wanna love her," I said, as his face grew bright red. His hand whipped out to slap my cheek and send me reeling backwards, even as my hands tried to hold onto the cookie dessert I had made for Hope:.
.:"Boy...ya gonna watch me or I make her hurt ten times as much," he said. Tears welled into my eyes as I nodded. He made me sit beside the bed, and I did so. I didn't want him to hurt Hope too much!:.
.:I watched as he slung her back onto the bed; she looked at me with tired, frightened eyes:.
.:I watched as Jim slammed her up against the headboard, pulling her legs behind him:.
.:"Know what ya gotta do to make em behave?" he asked, looking at me, and I shook my head. He pulled back so I saw his private part like mine...only bigger...bright red and hard:.
.:"One day yours will be like this...and this is how ya control ya woman," he said, turning back to Hope. I watched as he forced that private part of him inside hers, and began to thrust into her. I saw her squeeze her eyes shut in pain, as he bit at her neck, and at her upper private place I wasn't supposed to see:.
.:She whimpered, as tears slid down her cheeks. Watching the act made my heart shrivel more and more, until it felt like a tight coil that would explode. Finally he moaned and they were still again. I saw blood from the bitemarks and scratch marks, and hated him. He smirked at me, and without any shame, he walked out of the room:.
.:I crawled onto the bed where Hope was lying in a heap, crying:.
.:"Hope..why you gotta control your woman like that?" I asked, and she looked up at me, forced a smile. I handed her the cookie:.
.:"I wanted to get you a cake...but I couldn't find one, so I made you a cookie-cake," I said. Her eyes lit up and she hugged me, even as she winced with pain. She drew on her nightgown and then drew me into her arms as we shared the cookie-cake:.
.:"Don't listen to him. That is not how you control a woman you love. He is evil, Colvin. He hurts women. Don't be like him," she said:.
.:"What do I do then? To get her to love me?" I asked. Hope laughed, kissed the top of my head, thinking I was silly:.
.:"You don't have to do much if she loves you for you. It's nice to do things for her. Who could resist you, Colvin? Wait until your older, with that thick, dark hair, and those dark intense eyes of yours. All of the women will love you," she said, as I frowned:.
.:"I don't want women to love me! Just one. Just one I love. I want her to be like you, Hope. I wanna marry you but your my aunt...so I want a woman as sweet as you." She thought I was sweet, and cuddled me into her sore arms:.
.:"Colvin...I wish you were my baby. We would run from this awful place and I'd love you forever," she said, kissing the top of my head, as we both drifted off into dreamland...:.