"In total 5 times." I whisper.
"How many baby we couldn't hear you." Soda says.
"5 times." I say loud enough for them to hear.
"5 times!?" Darry screams.
Soda's POV:
"Wh-"
"Wait!" she says cutting Darry off.
"What is it Sky?" Pony asks his voice shaking.
"Its actually 6 times, I forgot to count today." she says crying louder than before and burying her face in my chest.
"Oh Sky I'm so sorry." I tell her burying my face in her hair, while she tightens her grip on me.
"Baby did you say today?" Darry asks his voice raising again.
Sky nods.
"Those creeps raped you again today!?" I shout.
Sky jumps off my lap and sits in the corner of the room hugging her knees to her chest. Maybe shouting wasn't the best idea.
"I'm sorry baby girl, I didn't mean to scare you." I say looking at her apologetically, while holding my arms out to her. She hesitates but then crawls over and onto my lap making sure not to hit her broken arm. I wrap my arms back around her and kiss her head.
"Sky how did the creeps who have been raping you, rape you again if you haven't been let out of our site?" Pony asks.
"Um..." she says.
"Sweetie." Darry says speaking up.
"Pony you had track practice today, so I was alone." she whispers.
"Is that why you were late meeting me in front of the school?" Pony asks.
Sky nods, looking down at her trembling hands. My poor baby sister, this is a first for me I'm really at a lost for what to do to help her.
"Sky I'm going to ask you something but you don't have to answer if you aren't comfortable doing so." I say.
She nods at me, silently signaling me to continue.
"How did it happen today? You don't have to go in to full detail." I say.
She takes a deep breath. "They got me when I was in the library." Another deep breath. "I had just found a good book to read and I was starting to walk back to my seat. A hand wrapped around my waist causing me to drop my book while another hand covered my mouth. I was dragged away and thrown into one of the abandoned storage closets, I tried to get away but they just shoved me back down. I then got punched, kicked, and slapped multiple times eventually I blacked out and all I remember after that is waking up naked in the closet. " she says and starts full out bawling, so I hug her tighter.
"I'm so sorry, baby." Darry says starting to cry, he doesn't let tears fall but you can hear it in his voice. I've only seen Darry cry one other time and it was when we lost mom and dad.
"Don't be sorry Darry. Its all my fault anyways." she says solemnly.
"But baby I am sorry that this happened to you, and we couldn't do anything to stop it or help you. Were all so sorry baby." Darry says motioning around to himself, Pony, and I.
"Please guys, don't be sorry. If anyone should be feeling sorry or bad about this situation its me, because this is all my fault." she says looking down at her feet.
"Your fault? How is this your fault?" Pony asks coming back over and sitting next to us.
"It is my fault! Its all my fault!" she wails, I just rub her back soothingly.
I turn her body towards me and then put my forefinger under her chin forcing her to look at me.
"Baby girl in no way whatsoever is this your fault. Those creeps took advantage of you more than once, this whole thing is their fault and their fault only. Do you hear me?" I tell her.
"But it is my fault. If I hadn't have badgered and badgered you about letting me walk to school by myself than none of this would have happened to me. You guys wouldn't be sad right now or crying. This is all my fault! Its my fault that I am beat up daily, its my fault that they cut me, its my fault that they broke my arm, and its my fault that they have raped me repeatedly! Its all my fault and nobody else's!" she screams while shaking her head at me.
Oh boy, now I'm really at a lost. How am I supposed to help her get through this, if she believes that all of this is her fault.
"Sky, none of this is your fault. None of it. If those creeps are telling you that its your fault that they are doing this to you then they are completely 100% wrong. Those creeps should be the ones saying that its their fault because it is." Pony says while squeezing her hand.
"But, it is my fault. It just is." she says ripping her hand away.
She then wriggles her way off my lap and goes down the hall, walking into our room and slamming the door shut.
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