WARNING: Good day my dear readers, once again I am going to give a firm warning. In this chapter, there are themes that you may find distressing, upsetting or even be affected by, such themes involve domestic and sexual abuse and emotional blackmail and it does turn graphic.
If you are affected or upset by this, please do not read! And also, as I mentioned before, if you, or someone you know is being abused, please reach out and talk to someone.
Chapter Seven
A Living Nightmare
Several hours earlier...
The Sun started to rise over the city of Chicago and Sophie had just made it back to her apartment. She sighed and turned the key in the door, yawning in tiredness, it had been such a long night and she hadn't made as many tips as she wanted, but every cent counted.
Entering her home, she took a breath and paled as she smelt the stench of booze and cigarettes.
"No..." she breathed as she walked in "Mum?"
"Sophie?" she soon heard her mother's voice call from the living area.
Sophie quickly hung up her coat and placed her bag on the floor hiding her tips in her jeans pocket.
Walking into the living room she saw the top of her mother's head over the back of the chair, but before she entered she was confronted by a most unpleasant sight.
Standing before her, was a slightly overweight man with brown hair and thick stubble on his chin and he was wearing a tee-shirt and jeans that were stained with what appeared to be beer and he stank of cigarettes.
"Uncle Dale..." she whimpered, fear pooling in her stomach.
"You're late!" the man growled "I can't tell you how long I've been waiting!"
"I'm sorry..." Sophie whispered as she tried to edge past him "Is mum okay?"
Dale sneered and kept trying to block Sophie's way.
"Sophie?" Sophie heard her mother's voice "Sophie? Where are you? Sophie?"
"Please let me go to her!" Sophie pleaded as she continued to try and get around Dale "She's calling me."
Dale smirked and licked his lips.
"You gonna pay the toll?" he asked.
"Please!" Sophie pleaded "Please! I'm sorry I was late, but please let me go to her! She needs me!"
"The toll!" Dale snarled.
"Yes! Okay!" Sophie whimpered as she felt tears come to her eyes "I'll do it! But please! Let me go to her!"
Dale chuckled, a throaty sound before he stepped aside and Sophie hurried over to her mother.
"Mum?"
She knelt beside the chair and she saw a frail woman look over to her.
"Sweetheart..." she breathed.
Sophie felt the tears come to her eyes again seeing her mother's eyes which were misty and tired.
Her mother had been diagnosed with Huntington's disease and she was in the last few stages of it, and Sophie had taken it on herself to look after her mother but she had to work the night shift at the Strip Club to pay the bills.
Her Uncle Dale had been present to help, but Sophie knew he wasn't it in out of the goodness of his heart, he was only there because of the benefits in her mother's care.
Six Months earlier, Sophie's father, who had been a full time carer to his wife had died in a car accident, which devastated Sophie as well as her already sick mother.
After her father's death, Sophie had tried to take the weight on her shoulders, but she found she couldn't, trying to work as well as care for her mother, and thus had to beg her Uncle Dale, her father's step brother to come and help.
Since she asked, she regretted the decision, since she never liked her Uncle Dale.
He had always been a leering nasty man, and her father and he had never really gotten on, yet when their parents were about before they died, they kept the peace, but since then, they avoided each other like the plague.
Until now...
Before her father died, he had an insurance policy, and the money did go to his wife and daughter, them being the next of kin, yet Dale wasn't happy about it.
Since Sophie asked him for help with her mother, since there were no other living relatives to help and she didn't want strangers looking after her mother, he had decided he would use it to his advantage and agreed.
Sophie could feel his eyes burning into her as she spoke to her mother.
"I'm sorry." she said "I have been working so hard...but it's for our sake..."
"I know..." her mother breathed "I'm proud of you Princess..." And she stroked Sophie's hair gently.
"I'll make you some tea mum." Sophie said "Okay?"
"Thank you baby." her mother whispered "But please get some sleep, you've had a long night."
"I will..." Sophie forced a smile, kissed her mother's forehead and turned to walk to the kitchen, passing Dale as she did so.
She went to fill the kettle and make some tea, but as she did she felt Dale's hand on her shoulder and she shivered in disgust.
"Well?" she heard his voice then felt his hand on her backside "Where's my fee?"
Sophie swallowed hard.
"Please Dale..." she whispered.
"You promised!" Dale growled "You know what happens if you refuse!"
"Why do you do this?" Sophie spluttered as she arranged a tray with tea and some treats for her mother "Why?"
"You know why!" Dale growled "And if you refuse again..."
"Okay! Okay!" Sophie whimpered to which she picked up the tray "Just please, give me a moment!"
She picked up the tray and began to walk into the living area, but as she did, she felt Dale's hand on her shoulder.
"Make it quick!"
Sophie nodded and quickly went into the living room before setting the tea down and pouring some into a special cup for her mother so that she wouldn't burn herself if she spilt anything.
"My little princess." her mother smiled "I love you so much."
"I love you too mum." Sophie smiled, tears filling her eyes yet she fought them back.
"You want to watch some TV?" she asked picking up the remote.
"Thank you..." her mother breathed resting back in her chair after Sophie handed her the cup and looked up at Dale who was watching and glowering.
"I'll be back in a minute okay?" Sophie whispered as she stood up and walked to the entrance of the living area towards Dale.
"Took you long enough!" he growled as Sophie walked past.
Sophie winced, almost like just the words had struck her, and she quickly walked to the bathroom where Dale followed her and once they were inside, he locked the door.
"Please..." Sophie whispered "Please...no..."
Dale smirked and stepped towards her before starting to unbutton his trousers.
Sophie closed her eyes as she slowly lowered herself to the floor, as much as it made her sick, this whole ritual, she still did it, or anything Dale demanded of her, because of the threats he made to her and her mother.
As soon as she was on the floor, she saw Dale's erection appear as it sprang out from the gap in his trousers, she looked up and his face was leering over hers from where he stood.
"Come on now." he whispered, his voice hoarse, "You know what I want!"
Sophie nodded as she began to shake and she opened her mouth, closing her eyes as she felt him force his penis into her mouth and began to thrust.
She wanted to gag there and then, but she forced herself to think of something that would make her forget what she was doing.
She screwed her eyes tighter, and tried to relax her palate as she thought hard, she imagined she was in a large green field surrounded by forests and daisies and the sun was shining down on her as if stroking her.
It was a place she often thought about, as it was a place she often loved to go and reflect, it was miles outside of Chicago, but whenever she could she would go there, Winter, Spring, Summer or Autumn and just stare at the sky and the horizons, just to forget what miseries haunted her.
It made her feel closer to her dead father, and also when she took her mother there, they could just spent time together as just mother and daughter.
That image soon shattered as Sophie heard Dale groan and she felt him cum into her mouth.
"Oh man yeah..." his voice was heard, and he pulled his prick out of her mouth and Sophie coughed and spluttered before falling on her knees and almost retching.
"There!" Dale sneered "I'm satisfied! You have a safe day for now!"
Sophie said nothing but she pulled herself up onto the sink and ran the cold tap to wash away the foul taste of Dale's seed.
"You damned pervert!" she spluttered "Why?"
Dale snarled and placed his hand on Sophie's shoulder and she winced as he squeezed hard.
"With your dumb father dead, I can do what I want!" he growled in her ear "Because of you and his whore, I was left with barely anything! You and her took it all!"
"It wasn't our fault!" Sophie spat as she managed to wash out the last of the cum from her mouth "We didn't write the will!"
"Shut up!" Dale spat as he shoved Sophie and she fell against the toilet "You just keep it in mind that as long as I still live and breathe, I can do what I want! And if you refuse my demands, you know what will happen!"
He turned his eyes to the door and to where Sophie's mother was.
Sophie sobbed and shook her head.
"No!" she wept "Not her! Please! You can do whatever you wish to me, but not mum!"
"That's what I like to hear!" Dale smirked then unlocked the door and began to walk towards the front door.
Sophie watched him as he looked at her one more time, an evil hungry look in his eye, then went to the front door.
"See you tomorrow Angel." he called back before the door slammed shut.
No sooner was he gone than Sophie felt like she wanted to scream, and she gripped the toilet seat trying to calm herself down.
She wasn't sure how long she could put up with Dale's abuse, and she was scared of losing her mum, especially after they lost her father, and when people came around, Dale could put on a good performance as a loving doting uncle and brother in law, and he always told Sophie no-one would believe her if she told, and if she did, her mother would pay the price.
Crawling to the middle of the bathroom, Sophie clasped her hands together in prayer.
"Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed by thy name, thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven! Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil...Amen..." she clasped her hands harder and sobbed.
"Oh God...please...make it stop! Please make it stop! I'd give my life...my everything...just to make it stop!"
"Sophie!" Sophie heard her mother call her again and she quickly wiped her tears away and stood up shakily, she had to make herself look normal again for her mother.
"Coming mum!" she called "I'm coming!"
Standing before the mirror, she saw her eyes were swollen and red from crying and her cheeks were puffy, but she had to pull herself together.
"She can't see you like this..." she whispered "It'll make her feel worse."
She splashed her face with cold water and patted it dry, hoping the coldness of the water would make her hot cheeks cool down.
"I'll be right with you mum" Sophie called, she then checked to see if there were bruises from where Dale had struck her, but luckily there weren't any.
Swallowing hard, she took a breath and walked away from the mirror to tend to her mum and then get to bed to get some much needed sleep before tomorrow night's shift at the club.
Poor Sophie...I have to admit this was a little hard to write, and she had no idea yet what's happened to Milo.
Once again, I do urge people who suspect abuse to report it, and not let the abusers get away with it.
Stay tuned for more chapters coming soon.
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