As I warmed up the popcorn, i heard Phil talking to the pizza place on the phone.
"Bella, what do you want as your topping?" Phil called.
"Margarita," i said. I took a bowl out for the popcorn and made my way back to the family room. I sat down on the couch and began munching on the popcorn as i fast forwarded through the opening credits. Phil sat down next to me. He took some popcorn. The doorbell rang about 15 minutes into the movie. Phil got it. He came back the pizza in is hand. He put it down on the table. I was so engrossed in the movie that i didn't bother to take a slice even though my stomach was rumbling. Phil's hands began sliding up and down my thigh. I shuddered. He started playing with my hair. I shuddered again. I got up from him.
"What do you think you're doing?" I said, one eyebrow raised.
"Come on Bella. Be a good sport," he said. He got up and grabbed my shoulders and flung me onto the couch. He came towards me and i knew what was going to happen. I screamed but i knew nothing could help me. He was on top of me and i was going under. Somewhere i knew i wouldn't be able to re-surface. My virginity was stolen from me that night. Tears flowed down my cheeks as i begged him to stop.
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After Phil was...done with me, he left the house. I lay frozen on the couch. I pulled the afghan off the couch and cried. After some time i ran into my room and paged my mother. I went into the shower afterwards. I was stiff and sore. I got dressed and went back downstairs to clean the mess. Then i curled up on the couch and prayed that my mother would come back soon. Phil didn't come back all day but when he made his appearance he was drunk. The episode from last night repeated itself. I tried to resist but he was so much more stronger than me.
"Come on Bella. Be a good sport," he said again.
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These episodes continued everynight but that wasn't all he did. He abused me brutally. Mom didn't get back to me. Phil had her held captive somewhere. I was all alone. I couldn't do anything. I couldn't call the cops. Phil had taken all access to the outside world away from me. Thinking of the cops had me thinking of a special cop. My very own father.
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I flew around my room, trying to cram everything i needed into a backpack. I took my rolled up socks with all of my savings in it and threw that on top. I ran out of my room and down the stairs. I took one last fleeting look at the awful haunted house and threw myself out of the house. I had already called a taxi. I sat in and thanked my lucky stars that charlie had sent me tickets to visit him as a early birthday present. I payed the money and ran into the airport. I didn,t have to wait fro my plane. I closed my eyes when the plane took off.