CHAPTER 4
I was walking down the hall of my house. The lights were all off and the only light was the moon shining in through the windows. I continued to walk slowly down the hall when suddenly my father stepped in front of me.
"There you are. You think that you can hide from me," my dad said as he inched closer to me. "You think that you can go behind my back and go and see Jack."
I turned around and ran to my room. I closed the door and locked it. I ran over to where my phone was and picked the phone up. There was no dial tone.
"Come on!" I said as I tried to get the phone to work. "Shit!" I yelled as I threw the phone down.
"You can't hide from me!" my dad yelled as he tried to break down the door. "You won't get away from me!"
My dad continued to hit up against the door and then finally, the door flew open and my dad was standing there. I screamed and tried to open my window. My dad ran over to me and grabbed me.
I started to scream in my sleep and Jack woke up. He sat up and came over to me.
"Lacy! Wake up!" Jack yelled as he shook me.
I sat up in the bed and sweat went down my face. I breathed heavily as tears began to fill my eyes. I pulled my hands up to my face and let out a sob.
"It's okay," Jack whispered as he pulled me close to him. "It's alright."
"What happened?" Evelyn asked quietly as she stood in the doorway.
"Nightmare," Jack said quietly as he looked over at his mother.
Jack motioned for Evelyn to go ahead and go back to bed. He held me until he felt me pull back.
"You okay now?" Jack whispered as he looked at me.
"I'm just scared. It just seemed so real. My dad was after me and there was no where for me to go. Right before he was going to hit me, I woke up," I said as I wiped more tears away.
"It's okay. He's not here. Trust me; I wouldn't let him near you."
I layed back down in the bed and Jack covered me back up. He went to get up off the bed and I grabbed onto his arm. Jack looked at me.
"Please don't go," I said as I looked at Jack.
"I'm not going anywhere. I wouldn't do that to you. I'll be right here beside you," Jack said as he motioned towards the floor.
"Okay," I whispered.
I fell back asleep a short time after Jack did. The next morning, Jack woke up and looked over at the clock. It was almost seven. He sat up and looked over at me. I was sound asleep. He smiled at me and tucked a loose piece of hair behind my ear. He quietly got up off the floor and went downstairs. Evelyn was standing the kitchen making breakfast.
"Morning, Ma," Jack said as he sat down at the table.
"Morning, Jackie. Everything okay?" Evelyn asked as she looked over at Jack.
"Yeah. She's still sleeping," Jack said as he yawned.
"I'm going to have you stay home today to take care of her. I already called the principal and he's fine with it. I'm going down to the police station and I'm going to talk to them about this," Evelyn said as she placed a plate of food in front of Jack. "I want you guys to stay here and protect her."
Jack nodded his head as he took a bite of food. Evelyn got her coat on and headed out the door. Bobby came down the steps and yawned as he walked into the kitchen.
"Mornin' fairy," Bobby said as he opened the fridge and pulled out a beer.
"Morning," Jack said before he took another bite of his food.
"She alright?" Bobby asked as he sat down with Jack at the table.
"Just had a bad dream last night. She was fine after that."
"I think we need to teach the motherfucker a lesson," Bobby said before he took a swig of his beer.
"You want to go back to jail?" Jack asked as he looked at Bobby.
"Jackie, we're Mercers. Ain't no cops gonna mess with us," Bobby said with a smirk on his face. "Wish Angel was back from the Marines. He would help me take care of the guy."
Jack finished up his breakfast and took his plate over to the sink. He washed his dishes and put them in the drainer.
"I'm going to go up there and see if she's up yet," Jack said as he started to walk towards the steps.
He went upstairs and quietly walked down the hall to his bedroom. He stood in the doorway and I was laying in bed, staring at the wall.
"Hey," Jack said as he walked into his room.
"Hi," I said as I looked over at Jack.
"How you feeling?" Jack asked as he sat down on the bed.
"Sore," I said as I turned onto my side to face Jack. "How long you been up?"
"Like 20 minutes. I had breakfast. There's some down there for you if you want something to eat," Jack said as he looked at me.
"I was thinking about getting a shower first, if that's alright."
"Yeah, that's fine. I'll help you to the bathroom," Jack said as he stood up off the bed.
"Thanks," I said as I sat up slowly.
My body was hurting. Jack placed an arm around my lower back and held my hand as I slowly got up off the bed. I winced a little.
"You okay?" Jack asked as he watched me wince.
"Yeah. Just some pain," I said as I started to walk towards the bathroom.
We walked into the bathroom and Jack turned the water on for me. He went into the closet and got out some clean towels.
"Here you go. You need anything else?" Jack asked as he set the towels down on the sink.
"No, I'm good. Thanks," I said as I stood in the bathroom.
"Okay, well the water should be hot enough. If you need anything, just yell for me. I'll be in the bedroom," Jack said before he left the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
I stripped down and got into the shower. I stood under the water and let it cascade down my body. It felt so good for the hot water to pour down on me.
Jack went downstairs to get me some pain medicine and something to drink. Evelyn came through the front door.
"I can't believe this!" Evelyn yelled as she hung her coat up.
"What's going on?" Jack asked as Evelyn walked into the kitchen.
"I went to talk to the cops. They said that they can't do anything because Lacy is a minor. Her father has control over her until she's 18," Evelyn said as she looked at Jack.
"What!? They can't do that!" Jack yelled as he slammed the glass down on the counter. "He beat her last night and she has the marks to prove it!"
"What's going on?" Bobby asked as he walked into the kitchen.
"The cops aren't going to do anything because Lacy is a minor," Jack said to Bobby.
"What? The fucker beat her and nothing is going to get done about it?" Bobby asked as he looked at Evelyn and Jack.
"Language, Bobby," Evelyn said as she looked at Bobby.
"Sorry, Ma, but it's the truth. He beat his own daughter and he's not going to get thrown in jail for it!?" Bobby yelled as he looked at Evelyn.
I started to come down the steps when I heard the commotion in the kitchen. Everyone stopped talking and looked over at me.
"What's going on?" I asked as I looked at everyone.
All the sudden, the doorbell went off and there were knocks at the front door. Evelyn walked over and opened the door up. My dad was standing there with the cops.
"Evelyn Mercer, we're here to take Lacy back," the one cop said as he came into the house.
"What?" I asked as I looked at Jack with a worried expression.
"Lacy, you're coming with us," the one cop said as he grabbed my arm.
"No! Jack, do something!" I yelled as the cop started to walk me out of the house.
"Ma, don't let them take her! That fucker beat her up!" Jack yelled as he tried to grab for me.
"Jack, they have a right to take her. We can't do anything about this, even though I wish that we could," Evelyn said as she held Jack back.
"Jack!" I yelled as the cop continued to walk me out of the house.
"Let her go!" Bobby yelled as he followed the cop out of the house.
"Don't let them take me!" I yelled as tears rolled down my cheeks. "Jack!" I yelled as the cop walked me to the car.
"Get in there!" my dad yelled as he pushed me in the car and got in after me.
"I don't believe this," Evelyn said as she shook her head.
"Ma, there's got to be something that we can do," Jack said as he looked at me with tears in his eyes.
"I tried, Jackie. They said that they can't do anything," Evelyn said as tears rolled down her cheeks.
I looked out the window with tears going down my face as the car pulled away. I cried as the cop drove me and my dad back to the house. I was safe at the Mercer house and now I was going to go back to hell. The cop car pulled into the driveway and my dad dragged me out of the car.
"Thank you, officer. I hope that this never happens again," my dad said with a smile before he dragged me into the house. "How the fuck could you embarrass me like that, huh?" my dad said as he pushed me to the floor. "You think that you can just run off like that and everything is going to be okay?"
"Fuck you," I said as I looked up at him.
"Wrong," my dad said as he picked up a vase and threw it at me.
The vase busted into a hundred pieces and I winced. He picked me up by my shirt and threw me against the wall.
"Oww!" I yelled as I slid to the floor.
"You think this is fucking bad? How do you think your mother died, huh? How the fuck do you think she died?" my dad asked as he smiled at me.
"You said that she slit her wrists," I said as I looked up at him.
"Wrong. I did it," my dad said as he started to laugh. "That fucking bitch died because of my doing, not her own."
"You sick bastard," I said as I got up and went to hit him.
He grabbed me and shoved me against the wall. He did it over again and then threw me down to the floor. I moaned and winced as I layed there.
"Don't even think that you're going to school tomorrow. You're going to fucking stay here! Got it!" my dad yelled into my ear as I layed there.
I slowly got up off the floor and limped to my room. I shut the door and sobbed as I made my way over to the bed. I noticed that my phone wasn't there on my stand. I looked around.
"Damnit!" I yelled as I started to sob.
My dad had taken my phone out of my room so I couldn't call Jack or 911. I layed down on my bed and passed out.
The next day, Jack came to school and noticed that I wasn't there. He went to English and kept glancing over at my seat. The whole day seemed like it took forever and then it was finally over. Jack hurried out of the school and to Bobby's car.
"She come today?" Bobby asked as Jack quickly got into the car.
"No. She wasn't there. What if he did something to her and she can't reach the phone?" Jack asked as he looked over at Bobby.
"Let's go talk to Ma first. She'll know what to do," Bobby said as he quickly pulled out of the parking lot.
The guys hurried home and went into the house.
"Jackie? Is that you?" Evelyn asked as she came down the steps.
"Ma, she wasn't there. Lacy wasn't at school," Jack said as he paced around the kitchen.
"Calm down, Jack. Don't go jumping to conclusions," Evelyn said as she came into the kitchen.
"What if she's hurt?" Jack asked as tears welded in his eyes.
"Why don't you try to call her and see if she's okay?" Evelyn asked as she looked at Jack.
Jack walked over to the phone and picked it up. He dialed my number and it started to ring.
"Hello?" my dad said as he picked up the phone.
"I need to talk to Lacy," Jack said as he stood there.
"You're not talking to no one," my dad said before he hung up the phone.
My dad walked to my room and threw open my door. I sat up and looked over at him.
"You think that you're fucking cute, don't you?" my dad asked as he came over to me.
"What are you talking about?" I asked as I looked at him.
"You fucking called that Jack whenever I was out today, didn't you?" my dad asked as he got into my face.
"No, I-,"
My dad backhanded me and wrapped his hands around my throat as he slammed me down on the bed. He got into my face. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He held both of my hands down as he reached down and slid my pajama bottoms down.
"What are you doing?" I asked as I struggled to get free from his grip.
"You'll see," my dad said as he chuckled.
He pulled my panties down and got on top of me.
"Stop!" I yelled as I tried to get free from his grip.
He unzipped his jeans and slid them down a little. I continued to struggle and then he smacked me across the face. I was frozen in fear and I didn't know what I could do to make him stop. He forcefully entered me as he covered my mouth. My eyes were wide and I tried to scream but his hand was over my mouth. He laughed as he pumped into me hard. It was so painful and I felt like I couldn't move. He had never done this before and I couldn't believe that he was raping me. He continued to pump into me faster and harder as he laughed. Tears came out of my eyes. He moved his hand off of my mouth and started to punch me in the face.
"Stop it!" I yelled as he continued to rape and hit me.
He released and then pulled his jeans up and buttoned them. He grabbed me and threw me on the floor. He started to kick me as hard as he could. I couldn't scream anymore and I didn't know if Jack would come for me or not. Blood was coming from all over me. I had cuts all of my body and I was bleeding badly. My dad finally stopped and walked out of the room.
An hour passed and Jack had a feeling that something bad had happened. He grabbed the phone and called the house. No one answered and Jack came downstairs as he dialed my number again. No one picked up.
"I'm going over there," Jack said as he grabbed his coat.
"I'm going with you," Bobby said as he got off the couch and walked over to Jack.
They quickly went out to the car and got in. Bobby pulled away from the house and started driving down the street.
"What if he did something to her, Bobby?" Jack asked as he shook his head and looked out the window.
"Then, I'm beating his ass and he's going to jail," Bobby said as he drove towards my house. "Which one?"
"That one," Jack said as he pointed at my house. "Good. He's not here," Jack said as Bobby parked the car in front of the house.
The two got out and ran towards the front door. Jack opened the door and walked inside.
"Lacy? You here?" Jack asked as he walked into the living room and looked around. "Lacy?" Jack said as he walked around the house looking for me.
"Maybe she's not here," Bobby said as he stood in the living room.
"She wouldn't go anywhere with him," Jack said as he made his way towards my bedroom. "Lacy, you in here?" Jack asked as he walked to my room.
Jack saw that my bed was a mess and walked into the room. As he walked over towards the window, he saw me laying on the floor, covered in blood.
"Oh my god!" Jack yelled as he ran over to me. "Lacy?" Jack asked as he started to cry.
"Jack," I whispered as I opened my eyes slightly.
Bobby ran to the room and came over to where Jack was. He saw me laying there and quickly dialed 911.
"What happened?" Jack whispered as he held my hand and looked at me.
"Jack," I whispered as I layed there.
"Stay with me, Lacy. Don't give up on me. Stay awake," Jack said as tears came down his cheeks.
"The fucker just pulled in!" Bobby yelled as he ran out of my room and waited for my dad to come in.
I faintly looked up at Jack as he looked at me. Tears came out of my eyes.
"Jack," I whispered again as my hand grip started to lighten.
"No, no. Stay with me," Jack said as he looked down at me.
"Jack, he-," I said as my eyes started to get heavy.
"He what?" Jack asked as he tried to keep me away. "Lacy? Stay with me," Jack said as he started to sob.
My eyes closed and my hand grip loosened. Jack started to sob as paramedics came into the room. They made Jack move out of the way as they put me on a stretcher and started CPR. They took me out of the room and out to the ambulance. Jack followed them and got into the back of the ambulance. My dad was finally in handcuffs and being taken to jail for beating me up, but the guys didn't know what else my father had done to me. They would soon find out and hopefully he would get put away for a long time.
Sorry if this chapter was rough with the actions, but I wanted to make it as real as possible. I just figured that I would throw that in the story. I hope everyone liked this chapter and I will update soon! Thanks for reading!