Rin POV

"Come on Rin," Len exclaimed after he kissed me. "That's not fair."

I was lying down on Len's bed. The lights were off, causing shadows to rise around us. Len pinned me down onto his bed before helping me pull my dress off. Once the satin fabric left my body, I felt a cold chill from the open window.

Len looked at my almost bare body. I'd placed my arms over my chest before slowly pulling them away. The only things I had on now were my bra, lace tights and underwear. Len's hands gently rolled down my back, unclipping the bra as I lifted my back up, off the bed. When he placed me back down, he began to grope me before kissing my breasts affectionately. As he sucked, I began moaning. Once Len heard me, he began kissing harder.

He rose a bit off my body before pulling off my tights and throwing them to the ground. I already felt cold, but hot at the same time. Like I was a candle flickering in the middle of a blizzard, without any protection from the indoors to keep its flame lit.

Len's hands ran down my waist, raising my body so I could wrap my arms around his neck. His lips pressed passionately against mine. I felt his tongue running against my bottom lip, so I opened my mouth. I let his tongue explore my empty mouth. Our lips were locked for what felt like months, but eventually we had to break away for air.

Len gave me a lustful look as he back away. With his hands, he pushed my legs apart before I kicked off my underwear. As the fabric rolled down my legs, Len had thrown his shorts to the ground. Once I saw it, I felt my temperature rise. He began to position himself in front of me, but before he slid it in he began explaining himself.

"Rin if it hurts at all, tell me. I don't want to cause you any pain."

I nodded my head as I lay back on the bed. My wrapped waist disappearing from my view. I was nervous about doing this with Len. Would it bring back memories of Rinto? Would hurt because of my miscarriage? Am I really ready?

Anxiously I grabbed the sheet under me, clutching it tightly as Len slid it in. He trusted it in, at first slowly and gently. But as I moaned, he began going faster; causing a flash back to take over.

It was the day I first moved in with Rinto. I was thirteen and he was nineteen. The child services lady dropped me off with my stuff before driving away. I hadn't seen Rinto since he left to attend a private high school when he was fourteen and I was eight.

As I walked up to his house, pulling my rolling suitcase with me towards the door, I tried to remember him. I knew he had blond hair and blue eyes like mine, but that was it. Cautiously I rung the doorbell and waited for an answer.

"Rinto," I called.

"I don't want to donate money or buy any damn Girl Scout cookies," I heard a voice rumble from the inside.

"It's me," I replied. "Rin. Your sister."

The door in front of me opened, revealing a grown up version of my brother. Rinto was wearing some washed out jeans and a baggy t-shirt. His scraggy blond hair messily framed his face as he looked over me.

"I thought you weren't coming for another week."

"The services lady said she called to tell you a week ago."

He leaned against the door frame as I spoke. "Come in already,"

Rinto ushered me into his house before locking the door behind him. He showed me where the living room, kitchen, dining room and his office were. All of these rooms were on the first floor. It was getting late, so we decided to make some dinner. Just some pasta and for desert some orange sorbet. As we ate he asked me about my life, since we had no contact for five years.

During our conversation, I realized what a caring brother I had. Since our parents died, he took me in. He didn't have to; he could've left me on the street outside his house. After our dinner and conversation it was already past ten and I had school the next day.

"You should be going to bed, Rin."

He explained to me that my room was upstairs and showed me to the stair case. I'd left my bag by his locked front door, so I was able to walk up quickly. As my hand held onto the railing, I felt a hand roll down my arm and grab my wrist.

Rinto had turned me to face him on the stairs, causing me to fall back. My head smashed against the hard wooden step behind me. A pulse of pain roared through my head and I began crying.

"Shut up Rin," he exclaimed as he pulled some kind of cloth out of his pocket. He stuffed it into my mouth before pulling out a pocket knife. I tried to scream for help, but no one came. He ran the blade over my tank top, ripping it open. Then he cut my bra off. "Why are you so damn small? You worthless bitch."

He threw the blade next to him before placing his hands on them, pressing down and squeezing them tightly. My first impression of Rinto was gone, he wasn't caring at all. From that moment I knew my life would be a living hell.

As he pulled his hands away, bruises had formed around them. My ivory skin now was plagued with purple and blue bruises. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I cried mentally for help.

Rinto looked down at me, his once angry eyes full of passion. He picked me up, holding the cloth in my mouth as he placed me on a bed. My chest was freezing cold, so I tried to cover myself up. However Rinto grabbed some more cloth and tied my hands together and then to a bed post. He placed his body over my legs, so I couldn't kick him. Sadly I was wearing a skirt that day, so I made Rinto's job easier. With his knife his cut both my skirt and underwear off and threw the stray pieces of clothing to the ground.

I don't clearly remember what happened after that, since the cloth had blocked my airway. My head felt light yet heavy as I lay there. Something had slid into me. As I looked down I saw Rinto's hand down there, which only made me cry harder.

"Will you quit your crying already?" he yelled as he slapped my cheek with his other hand. Everything hurt so much. My body felt like a battered doll, just lying there as I was attacked.

"LEN," I screamed as the memory faded away instantly. I knew I was crying, since my vision had become watery. I thought I was ready to do this, but it just brought back bad memories of Rinto hurting me. "It hurts. Too much."

Guiltily he gazed down at my weak body before wiping my tears off my cheeks.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered as he lay down next to me. "I forgot."

I don't know what he could've forgotten, but I had to accept his apology anyway. "It's alright, I love you anyway."

We kissed again. Carefully I lay down on his shoulder. I felt a soft kiss on top of my head and curiously I looked up at Len.

"I love you too."

A beeping sound from the nearby nightstand woke me up. I guess Len left his alarm on. Tiredly I rolled over and smacked the snooze button. It was already seven when to me it felt like it was two in the morning. As I turned back over, I placed my head on the pillow under me. My hands were placed on my sheet covered body. My eyes were fluttering open and close for a while, but then I woke up.

"Morning Len," I yawned as I turned to face his side of the bed. And that was when I yelled out a blood heralding scream.

CLIFFHANGER

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Questions

Why did Rin scream?

and

Is Len alright?