I was so glad Ben was not home when I walked in, I went straight to my stash of money in it's bag. I would like to think my hiding spot is amazing! I bought a plant with a false bottom, it was the most genius thing I had thought of. I grabbed my laptop not surprised to see that Ben had been looking through it. However I over heard Caleb at the store one day and he was talking about a website that clears your history and cookies better then just doing it yourself. So the last few months I have been looking for apartments. I wrote down some numbers and slipped it under my shoe sole. Then went to bed. My bedtime routine is to take a shower, put on my red and blue stripped PJ set and my blue fuzzy socks. I was walking back to my room when I heard the front door swing open.

I thought to myself "Shit Ben's home!"

I was hoping to be asleep when he got home. I knew he was drunk as a skunk especially when it's past 10pm . I looked at my phone and was surprised to see it was 1:09 am digitized in the screen of my phone. I curled into the bed hearing his heavy voice creep from downstairs

"OH EMILY," he slurred from the stairs.

He stormed into their room, his form slumped forward and his frame wobbling in the darkness. Instantly all I could smell was alcohol on his breath and the wetness of sweat from his clothes. He started to strip out of his v-neck grey t-shirt and then off came his his faded blue jeans. He was left in nothing but his grey socks, a pair of plaid boxers. I had one eye squinted open, just hoping he would lay down and go straight to sleep, I felt the bed shift next to me. Then his arm wrapped around my waist and he pulled me close to him

"My Emily, wake up," he tugged at my shoulder roughly, rolling me onto my back.

He started kissing me and I protested much to his dismay "No Ben," I rolled over hoping he would just go to bed instead.

However deep down I knew he was not going to back down so easily.

"I make the rules Emily not you," Ben ordered as he rolled me back on my back so hard I felt like he had dislocated my shoulder.

I let out a sharp whimper but he just ignored me. He climbed on top of me. He started to unbutton the top of my PJ's.

"Ben please stop!" I cried out in fright.

Inside I knew he wouldn't stop... He never does. But I needed to try anyway.

"That's right beg for me you little bitch!" I felt his hand come down across my face and the sharp pain stinging. He scooted down and pulled my pants down and used his foot to get them off the rest of the way off. I didn't try to get him off me because I knew he was stronger even when drunk. It just escalates the situation.

"Now be a good wife and do as I say." He slurred in a whisper. I laid there motionless my top exposed, you could see my red and yellow polka dot bra and my yellow panties. They were a quickly yanked down though. And then I felt his cock shoved inside of me. I hate the feeling, it never felt right.

"Ben please stop" I plead in sadness one more time. He just laughs as he thrusts in and out of me grunting with force. I just couldn't wait for it to be over

PPOV

When I walked into the trailer lot I looked at the very first trailer, a green simple wide office/home. Once I saw Mr. Marin still in his office, I was relieved to see him. I knocked on the door softly. A grey haired man in his fifty's opened the door.

"Hello, Paige is there something I can help you with?" he asked cheerfully

We always paid rent in full on time, we are always quiet when it comes to being neighbors to others never received any complaints even Lillian who is still a child is fairly quiet.

"Hi, yes. Mr. Marin, I was wondering if you had any empty trailers?" I asked rather shyly.

"Yes, I have two available, why do you ask?" he asked with a genuine smile.

"I have a friend coming out of a bad situation. And she needs to find a new place fast." I filled him in quickly.

"Well as long as it's not because she's being evicted then I can give you an application" he said.

"No...uh..um her husband is abusive." I murmured softly.

"Hold on a minute." He walked into the office a little and reached on his desk. "Here give this to that poor girl and tell her I won't charge security deposit or last months rent just first months," he explained handing me the application.

"Thank you so much. Mr. Marin," I cheered in relief

"If she needs any assistance settling in, I will have my daughter Hannah help her," his offer very sincere.

"I will thank you," with that I walked down to my trailer and went inside. I knew everyone would be inside since it was about 8pm, meaning it was time to retire to bed.

The next morning I text Emily; with excitement and good news

P: HEY EMILY WE NEED TO TALK

E: SURE, PAIGE. WHEN?

P: ISLE 5. 11 AM?

E: ILL BE THERE.