Hey happy readers! This is one of my favourite chapters, so enjoy!
Okay, so we have a small twist coming up, this chapter has some Jacob in it, note, Jacob's dad is called Oleron. Just to confuse you all a little bit more, Oleron is Emmett's dad's brother, therefore, Jacob and Emmett are cousins. Oh, yeah and Oleron beats up Jacob same as, hmm lets call Emmett's dad Lysander, and well claim that their parents were obsessed with 'a midsummer nights dream', any way like Lysander beats up Emmett, and for the same reasons; their some sick minded brothers.
I'll try not to be so confusing in future, and happy reading, don't forget to leave reviews, they make me write quicker, Bekki x
When my dad finally got home, I knew he'd brought friends; it only took about five minutes for him to come up to my room, and tell me to go downstairs.
This could not be good, visitors either meant that I will get beat up for the fun of my dad and his mates, or it meant he'd be pissed off because he wouldn't want then here.
I turned into the living room, my dad at my heals, making sure I don't try to go through the front door, I must say, not in the small amount I was wearing, just not going to happen.
My uncle Oleron was sat lucking snug on the couch. Dad pushed me into the middle of the room and closed the door, turning the key in the lock behind him.
Jacob, my cousin, was sat in the corner of the room, wearing only the same attire as me, pink in the pace as though he'd been slapped a good few times.
Didn't surprise me much, I'd figured out Oleron was nearly as evil as my dad on the summers I spent at his place when I was younger. Though, I'd never seen him hit Jacob, or seen him treat Jacob the same as dad treats me.
My dad took me by surprise, well more that I wasn't concentrating; he grabbed my hair and kissed me full on. I could see his eyes intent in mine, giving me the kiss me back or you'll have all hell to pay later, so I did, I really wanted to go to Jaspers, to get out the house.
I let him do all the work, but allowed him to shove his tongue down my throat. After about a minute, he broke us apart, I pulled away willingly.
Dad threw me to the floor, the moment we broke apart, leaving a stabbing pain in my ribs; I stayed where I was put.
"See Oleron, keeping kids in toe is not as difficult as you make it out to be. Emmett knows whose boss, and it's not often that he steps out of line."
"I can see that Lysander, but you know what I want to see"
crap, this man whom I have avoided as much as possible, my uncle, and I know his cunning, he raped me when I was thirteen, after holding a knife to my throat.
Jacob just watched on, apparently amazed that I gave my dad what he wanted.
"Emmett if you're not on top of Jacob in the next ten seconds I will stabs you" he said in a some what evil, threatening yet excited tone.
He flashed a huge carving knife in front of my face, making me hurry towards Jacob; we both knew how much getting stabbed hurt.
It seemed though he was very reluctant to be underneath me, he was really scared, and he was younger than me too, we were cousins, with evil dads.
So I don't want to go into details about what happened next, as being forced to have gay sex with your cousin is really not something anyone should want to know about.
My dad had made me go up to my room, while Oleron and Jacob left. I sat on my bed, shaking, disgusted with my dad and myself, for not getting out of here yet. Note to self, grab what you can and run as soon as possible.
I could hear my dad walk up the stairs, and then unlock my door.
"Get ready, it's nearly four" he said dully, he left the door open on his way out.
I got a shower, and then put on some white jeans, with a tank top and huddie, to cover up the newly developing bruises and the ones from the morning that where turning a brilliant shade of greenish purple.
I grabbed my money from under the floor boards, just incase I could get away tonight. Then I went slowly downstairs.
"Ready" I said once in the living room, where my dad stood near the window, on the spot where me and Jacob had been.
"Okay" he said, for the fist time in six years, he actually looked ashamed with himself.
I followed him out to the jeep, and climbed into the passenger seat. He pulled out and asked where Jasper lived, I told him, knowing no way around it.
"Look, Emmett, I shouldn't of …" he stopped, thought about it and shut up; I could tell he didn't want me to know he was sorry, and I knew nothing would change.
He'd raped me himself, plenty of times, sometimes daily, but he wasn't normally so rough, I was used to seeing him point a knife at me to get me to do what he wants, and he'd stabbed me with it before, but in front of others, he'd never gone as far as he had today.
He pulled up into Jaspers drive, pulling in at the bottom
"Call me when you need picking up, no later than ten, I'll pick you up from here"
I guess that was his way of saying enjoy yourself. I got out of the jeep, and walked slowly up to Jasper house, through a path in the trees.
I must say that today has been fucking awful, getting suspended from school was not a good sign, nor was getting beaten up and breaking a rib. Then there's confusion over Jasper and me, of course I love him, but was he just feeling sorry for me or did he really mean to put passion into our kiss. And being forced to sleep with Jake, with the all powerful Lysander and Oleron watching and pointing knives at us, wasn't much fun either.
As I approached Jaspers house, I could smell the barbeque, drawing me closer. I hadn't actually eaten since yesterday lunch, as I hadn't taken a bite out of the sandwich at dinner, before I'd been locked in my room.
Jasper met me on the porch
"I'm glad you could come, how was your day?"
Okay so chapter 4 is complete, thanks for reading, chapter five is coming soon; ill add in some jasper and Emmett for all you ExJ lovers! Hope you've liked it so far. Bekki x