Here the next part. Warning: There is an abuse scene in this update. Again, if you don't want to read it, skip the paragraph that has horizontal lines above and below it and just know that Erin went home again, found her dad home early from work, he was drinking and he beat her up again.

I shake my head to rid myself of the memories again, this time it worked. That had been about 3 months ago. Dad had said he was sorry the next day and me, being the naïve fool I am thinking the best of everyone, accepted it, but no less than two weeks later, when I had come home late, it happened again. I ran to Jay's again, he cleaned me up for a second time and I stayed the night. I became wary of all my actions and things had gone fine for about a month so I relaxed a little, and he found some excuse to get mad and once more it happened, starting this never ending abusive cycle. I was walking on eggshells now but he still found some reason to get mad. Right now I was on two weeks without an accident. My dad told me that if I ever told anyone about what happened, he would kill me. I know that if I told he would just deny it and put the blame on someone. Plus, no one would believe me. My dad is very two faced and people are quick to believe only what they want to believe about someone. Everyone thought my dad was perfect. No one saw what I saw or knew what Jay knew. My dad kept up a very good image for the community. I have never told him where I go or about Jay at all. If I did and word got out that I was being beaten, he would point the finger at Jay and I couldn't let that happen. I touched the tiny scar I had on my lip; it was my constant reminder of that night it all began.

I checked my watch and saw it was around 6 o'clock. I needed to get home. I had to get dinner done. I had already been beaten once for not having dinner done on time. I made my way and slipped into to the house through the back door. I headed towards the kitchen but was stopped when a fist connected with my face. I could feel it collide with my jaw, snapping my head to the left.

Abuse scence- Skip if you want

"Where were you?!" He yelled, hitting me again in the face. He was wearing his rings this time and they cut my check. He reeked of alcohol. "I told you I was coming home early and for you to have everything ready! Why can't you do anything right?!" I blocked out whatever he said after that but I knew that that last line would repeat in my head for a while afterwards. I just tried to protect and defend myself. He grabbed me, threw me backwards into the countertop, my lower back hitting the edge, and continued to hit me. His first few hits were the ones that really hurt, everything else after that was barely anything. He would use all the energy in the first punch or kick. He finally tired himself out, the alcohol finally making him drowsy and he staggered over to the couch and collapsed. I ran out of the house and speed off to Jay's again.

These accidents always seemed to happen on Friday night, but even if there wasn't an accident I would come over and hang out with Jay, it was our little routine. He would know something was wrong when I climbed through the window instead of using the door. He was starting to fall into the habit of leaving his window open on Friday nights just incase. I crept quietly to Jay's window and climbed in. Jay instantly rushed over to me. He started keeping a first aid kit in his room too.

"Again?" I nodded yes. "What for this time?" He asked already sitting me on the bed and getting the kit out.

"He came home early and dinner wasn't ready." I said slowly the pain in my jaw getting less with use.

"Well it's not too bad this time." Jay was cleaning the cuts on my cheek. My cheek was cut, my jaw was sore and would probably have a bruise soon, and had some tiny bruises on my body. A slow throbbing was coming from my lower back but I didn't say anything. Nothing big, this was good compared to other times.

"Yeah, I guess I was lucky this time." I said chuckling at my luck. Jay had cleaned up my cuts and walked out of the room. I knew he was getting an ice pack for my jaw. He came back and we sat in silence while I iced my jaw. It was feeling better. I put the ice back down on the table and turned to look at Jay. He was watching me. He finally realized that I was looking at him and smiled. I smiled back at him feeling that flutter in my stomach again. Jay and I had grown even closer and began to date last month but nothing major had happened yet. We would stay up late when I came over and talk about everything. I trusted Jay more than anything in the world; I trusted him with my life.

"Jay!" A women's voice called outit was Jay's mom. I looked wide-eyed at Jay and he pushed me towards his closet. Just as I was closing the door, his bedroom door opened. I watched through the slit in the door.

"Yeah mom?" Jay said calmly, like nothing was going on. I could feel my heart beating faster in my chest.

"I just wanted to let you know that your father and I are leaving to the conference and we might stay a couple extra days. A friend of ours is there and asked us if he could show us around the town and you know your father. So were are going to be gone for longer than we expected."

"Oh, that's okay Mom. No need to worry about me. I can take care of myself."

"I know. Okay so we're leaving. We will see you in 2 weeks." She gave him a kiss on the cheek and walked back out the door, closing it behind her. Jay walked over to the closet and slowly opened the door.

"Hey, you found me, man you're good at hide and seek!" I said playfully stepping out of the closet.

"Really? Always knew I was talented at something." He said with a smile. "Need some clean clothes?" I checked myself and saw a little bit of blood on my shirt that had fallen from my cheek.

"I guess." I answered as he went over to his drawer and grabbed the white shirt and black shorts that he always gave me.

"Here." He said handing them to me.

"Thanks." I said catching his hand as he handed it to me. I held his hand in mine. I felt like my whole body hummed at his touch. I stepped towards him my face tilted up to him. He was looking down at me, his eyes going from my eyes to my lips; my eyes were following the same course, first to his blue eyes and then to his soft lips. I couldn't explain this sudden need to kiss him. It almost scared me how much my body demanded his touch. We both came forward slowly, my lips barely brushing his and then again but stronger this time. Our lips meet repeatedly, taking longer sips each time. My arms went around his neck and the clothes fell, forgotten, to the floor. Jay put his hands on my hips and pulled me towards him. I moaned softly as I felt his tongue enter my mouth and softly played with mine. Pleasure was coursing through my veins and I could no longer feel the pain in my jaw, back, or anywhere else. It was like fire and ice running through me at the same time. I was just totally focused on Jay and this kiss; everything else fell into oblivion. My need for oxygen was starting to make my lungs burn and slowly I pulled back and took a deep breath; Jay did the same thing. I rested my forehead against his.

"Wow." Was all I could manage to breath out. All these new sensations were running through me.

"Yeah..." Jay said smiling at me and I smiled back. Jay was still holding me close and I could feel his hard muscle molded against my soft body. He looked into my eyes and I lost myself in them. I felt that flutter again. His eyes were like the ocean sparkling in the sun. I felt myself leaning up to recapture his lips. His lips met mine in slow, sensual kiss. My fingers unconsciously starting to play with the silky hair at the nape of his neck. One of his hands intertwined itself in my loose hair, while the other came to cup my cheek. His hand was cool against my flush cheek. Our kisses became more frenzied, each of us desperate to express the need for other. Soon our kisses slowed and then we stood there holding each other.

"That was... I don't think there is even a word to describe it." I said as I regained my breath and could make my brain function properly.

"Yeah that was..." Jay trailed off not being able to find a word to describe it either.

"Now about those clothes." I gave him a smirk, reluctantly letting him go.

"Those clothes..." Jay looked around and then looked at the ground and saw them lying in a heap next to us. He picked them up and handed them to me.

"So what are we going to do tonight? It's still pretty early." I asked looking over at his clock to see it almost 8 o'clock.

"You want to watch a movie?" He asked looking at the clock too.

"Sure."

"Okay. Why don't you get dressed, pick out a movie and I'll go make some us some popcorn, sound good?"

"Okay." I started to take off my shoes while Jay headed to the kitchen. I got dressed into the clothes and headed to the corner where his movie rack was. I skimmed over the columns and settled on The Mummy. I had never seen it before and vaguely remembered Kyle telling me it had been a good movie. I flicked on the T.V., basking the room in a faint blue glow and put the tape into the VCR. Grabbing the remote I plopped my self on the bed and waiting patiently for Jay to get back. After a couple minutes the door opened and he came in carrying a big bowl of popcorn in one hand, in the other were two sodas, and a bag of candy was dangling from his teeth. He walked over to the bed and I took the bowl of popcorn from him. He passed me one of the sodas and I set it on the nightstand next to the bed. He put the other stuff on the nightstand on his side and then settled next to me on the bed. I cuddled up to his side and he wrapped an arm around me. I put the bowl between us and reached behind me to find the remote. Jay turned off the lamp as I pressed the play button on the remote. We both starting eating the popcorn as the previews played.

"So what movie did you pick?" He asked reaching in the bowl for another handful of popcorn.

"You'll just have to wait and see, now won't you?" I said playfully and reached for some more popcorn. In a few moments the main credits showed on the T.V.

"The Mummy. Nice choice."

"I have never seen it before. Kyle said it was pretty good."

"Oh it's a good movie. Just don't scream too loud at the scary parts ok?"

"Scary parts?" I asked moving closer to Jay, who chuckled.

"Not so much scary as more surprising."

"Oh, well it can't be that bad."

"Ahhh!!!!" I screamed turning into Jay's side, causing the last of the popcorn to fly out of the bowl. I was clutching Jay's shirt and slowly willed my hands to relax and let go. I could feel Jay's firm chest rumble beneath my face. I hit him softly on the chest for laughing at me and mumbled jerk at him. Not my fault I wasn't expecting the mummy to fly out of the sarcophagus. I turned back to see a very disgusting mummy that look as they said on the movie "still juicy". I wrinkled my nose up in disgust. "Now that is just gross."

"Yeah maybe a little."

"Just a little?"

"Okay, maybe more than a little bit but it could be worse."

"I try not to imagine anything worse than what I see." Jay laughed. I looked down at the bowl and saw it empty but there were some pieces all over us. "Oops, looks like I made a little mess.

"Yeah I was just noticing that." Jay said setting the bowl on the floor and started to pick up the pieces that were on us and dropped them down into the bowl. I, on the other hand, started to pick up pieces and eat them.

"Well now that that little mess is cleaned up." I said popping the last kernel into my mouth. Jay stopped the movie and turned to look at me.

"How are you feeling?" He asked tilting my face to look at my jaw that now had a bruise.

"I'm okay I think. My backs a little sore." I winced as soon as the words left my mouth. I hadn't told him about my back and he would be upset that I didn't say anything.

"Your back?" Jay asked with a raised eyebrow and shook his head at me. "Why didn't you tell me?" I didn't answer him and instead picked off invisible lent from his shirt, not looking up to meet his eyes that I knew were studying me. "Lay on your stomach and raise your shirt."

"Do I have to?" I whined and looked up to see his serious eyes. Grudgingly I rolled onto my stomach, pulled up my shirt, and brought it over my head, tucking it underneath my chin. Crossing my arms I laid my head down. I heard Jay inhaled sharply and I didn't know if it was because of my back or something else. I turned my head and looked at him. He was studying my back intently, his eyes scrutinizing my lower back.

"I don't know if this is going to bruise or not."

"Is it that bad?" I asked turning my head even more to see a red two-inch wide line across my lower back.

"Well it's just red right now, not bruised yet so I don't know. How did this happen?"

"He threw me back into the countertop."

"Does this hurt?" He asked skimming his fingertips softly over it, sending shivers down my spine.

"Not really. It's feels more like a sore muscle right now."

"Well you know what works best for sore muscles?" He asked getting off the bed.

"What?" I asked looking back at him.

"A massage," Jay said with a smile. "Stay right there. Don't move." He slipped out of the room and I could hear him walk down the hall. He came back an instant later with a bottle in his hand.

"What's that?" I asked suspiciously.

"It's just lotion. Now relax." He came and sat next to me.

"Right, relax." I rested my head back on my arms and closed my eyes. I felt him pour lotion on to my back. The lotion was cold and I let out a hiss.

"Did that hurt?" Jay asked concern in his voice.

"No, it was just cold, I didn't expect it." I said taking a deep breath.

"Okay. Just tell me if I do hurt you." Jay slowly started rubbing my back. My body was tense at first but as I got use to the feel of his hands my body relaxed. Somehow, Jay lost his shirt and the clothes kept coming off. That night I would officially become a woman.

AN- I am not implying that to become a women you have to have sex. For the character, that was a defining point in her life that marked her as a women for her, so please don't get mad about it. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review.