A/N: This Chapter was written by Blacklove190 and edited by Half A Moon
Summer, 1962
Castle Rock, OR
Chapter 3: Tree House
*Beck's P.O.V*
I must be the most unlucky girl on earth. First of all, this place sucks. Three days after I move to Castle Rock, an earthquake tears my house apart the same way it tore my heart. That stupid earthquake took away my mother. I met a boy during it though, Chris. He seemed cool, and he was pretty hot. He was the only good part of Castle Rock so far. The rest of it sucked. I knew for years I had an older brother, and now that I finally meet him, he is an absolute asshole.
When I was a kid, I lived in Castle Rock, maybe like two or three years old. My mother and father had a scandalous and brutal fight, one night, and they decided to get a divorce. Once the divorce was final, my mother took off, with everything she owned, including me. But there was one very big thing she forgot; My brother, Ace. Ace grew up in Castle Rock, while I grew up in a tiny town called Rivervale in Jersey.
When I was two or three, my father used to take me to a park here, in Castle Rock. I remembered the name of the park all these years: "Kinklin Park", named after Mark Kinklin the mayor of this town like 10 years ago. The parks still here and it's the only thing that I have left to remember my father.
A few weeks ago, my father died at the age of 45 because he had lung cancer. My whole life, I've dreamed of coming back to Castle Rock and saying "Daddy, it's me, Rebecca, your daughter." But when we heard that my father's fight had ended battling cancer, my dream had been crushed. My mother felt guilty leaving Ace here on his own, so she decided to come back to Castle Rock and a new dream grew within me; to meet Ace.
I imagined Ace with the same color hair he has; blondish-red, and brown eyes. I imagined him being in collage right now, being the smartest boy in Castle Rock. Wow, was I off. Ace was nothing I expected. .All. I remembered my first day here.
"Hi, Ace." I remembered saying to him.
He looked at me from head to toe, confused. "Who the hell are you?" He asked, and I remember my excitement fading a little bit.
"I'm your little sister, Beck." I told him.
"I don't have a little sister. Get the fuck out of my house."
"No, really, I'm your sister." I remember telling him.
"I came with your mom."
"Oh. I guess you are my little sister." He pushed past me, and that's when I had a feeling, that Ace wasn't going to be the cool big bro I expected.
"Beck! Come get your stuff!" My mom called to me, and I got most of my stuff that was in the van.
I walked back in the house, with all my stuff in my hands, looking around, trying to find out what room was mine. I walked down the hallway, and opened a door to probably the scariest thing (besides the earthquake) I've ever seen. A million playboy books, scattered all over the floor; A few half eaten sandwiches were on the floor as well, some with ants all over them. The walls were a greyish-brown, probably the ugliest color in the world.
I shivered and left the room.
"Hey, kid." Ace said, coming up behind me.
"Here are some ground rules."
"No going in my room unless I say you could. Remember, this is my house. I let you stay here. I can kick you out if I wanna." A shiver went through me.
"You can't leave this room unless I tell you to." He opened the door to another room, a really faded, brownish-red room. Never mind, this was the ugliest color in the world.
"Get in." He said, and he slightly pushed me into the room.
I looked around, to see what I could do with it, there was a window and my room was on the first floor, so I was able to go outside without Ace punching me in the face. Well, at that moment, I didn't know how tough he'd really be on me. I left the room, to go pick up the rest of my stuff in the car.
"Hey, kid. Get out. Didn't I say this is the only room you're allowed in?"
"yeah, but-" I started and he slapped me across the face, so I couldn't finish my explanation.
He basically threw me back into the room by my hair. I jumped onto the bed in there; that was on the tiniest mattress frame ever. I dug my face into the white, dirty pillow.
"My life sucks." I moaned to myself.
Two days went by with my mother at work, and Ace being with the Cobras all day. They barley came here, so I had the whole house to myself. All I had to do was keep an eye on the window, and make sure that I was in my room when Ace came back. The day the earthquake hit, I was home alone. As soon as I felt the shaking, I ran out into the street, along with all of the other neighbors.
I figured my mom would be okay, but I figured she might try and get home to me and mother didn't come home for two days, and I knew she was dead. No one had to tell me. But, we got a call from the paramedics anyways. When they called, Ace was home.
"Alright. Thank You." I heard him on the phone.
"Beck!" He called for me, and I went outside my room.
"Yeah." I answered, afraid.
"Go into my room." He told me.
"ew." I murmured under my breath. I walked into the room, and waited for a couple minutes. Ace walked in.
"Get on the fucking bed." He told me.
And that was it. That was the first time he raped me. I didn't know a pain like this ever existed. I yelped in pain a few times, before he yelled at me.
"Suck it up, you fucking wimp." And slapped me across the face for the second time in one day. I held back my tears the best I could. Once it was over, he picked me up and threw me in my room by my hair. I looked at him, and realized, I was still completely naked. But at that point it didn't matter to me.
"That was fun, wasn't it?" He said to me, buckling his belt, and closed the door.
I grabbed my luggage and put on the first pair of pants and the first shirt I found. I cried for at least a half-hour. I closed the door all the way, and sat against it as I hugged my knees to my chest.
I wanted my first time to be special. With a boy so gentle, and I couldn't even get that. Castle Rock was tearing apart my life, and I didn't know how to handle it. After I finished crying, I climbed out the window, and started to walk to Kinklin Park. Ace would have killed me if he saw me leave. When I got there, I sat on the bench, and just thought about how much this place was killing me. I knew that I wasn't going to live too much longer because of Ace.
I then heard a familiar voice and looked up. Who was that? I squinted, and realized who it was.
"Chris?" I murmured
It was Chris, and I was introduced to his friends Teddy, Gordie, and Vern. They all seemed pretty cool.
"Hey, I wanna show you something. It might even cheer you up a bit." He told me, in the middle of the conversation.
"What is it?" I asked, trying to perk up.
"Can I show her boys?" Chris asked them.
"Why not?" Vern said.
"Definitely not." Teddy said. "C'mon Teddy, man." Chris tried to convince him.
"Fine." But, only cause' she's hot." I felt my face blush.
"Gordie?" Chris asked hopefully.
"Sure." Gordie said.
"C'mon, Beck." I jumped up off the bench. As soon as I did I hunched over feeling a sharp stab in my vaginal area shooting down my legs. "Ow!" I whisper yelped, hoping none of the boys heard me. I was wrong, they heard perfectly well.
"Are you ok, Beck?" Chris asked putting his hand on my shoulder blade.
"Yeah, I'm fine!" I lied, "let's go." I said quickly faking a smile and ignoring the pain and walked right beside Chris.
"Where are we going?" I asked him.
"You'll see." We started to walk out of the park, into a field.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked again.
"Look at the tree." He said.
"Wow. A tree!" I said sarcastically. The pain was starting to get to me.
He looked at me with his sparkling blue eyes.
"What's in the tree?" He asked, with a smile.
"Whoa, is that your tree house?" I asked him once I realized it was there.
"Yeah. You like it?"
"Yeah, that's awesome!" I told him, "Did you guys build it?" I asked.
"Yeah, a few years back, the year before we went to see Ray Brow-" He cut himself off.
"Never mind." He corrected himself.
"Hey, I've heard of Ray Brower, he was that dead kid, right?" I asked.
"I heard someone made an anonymous phone call and said he was found." Chris looked over at the guys. All of them looked like they were holding their breath.
"Yeah, um, guys?" He turned around and looked at them.
After a long, painful silence, Gordie said,
"Chris, just tell her."
"Dude!" Teddy protested.
"You guys, she's gonna find out eventually." Vern admitted.
"Oh, the Queen of the Pussies wants to Pussy out and spill the secret AGAIN!" Teddy teased.
"Don't be such an ass, Teddy." Gordie mumbled.
Teddy glared at Gordie.
"You guys could tell me, I won't tell anyone." I told them, honestly.
"Get in the tree house." Teddy ordered.
I climbed the ladder and popped the door open.
I climbed in, and sat on the floor. Before I knew it, I was fascinated by the tale of how they found Ray Brower.
"Seriously?" I answered when the story ended.
"Yeah." Gordie answered.
"It's all true." Chris said, smiling. He looked like he was proud of himself for impressing me. I decided to have some fun with that.
"I've done such more exciting things than that" Chris's smile faded, while the rest of them seemed fascinated by whatever my fake story was.
"really?" Vern asked with excitement.
"No, I'm kidding." I admitted quickly. "That's awesome!"
Chris's smile came back quickly.
"Shut up, Eyeball." I heard an extremely familiar voice.
"Shit." I whispered, and curled up in a ball.
"Beck?" Chris looked worried.
"Shh, Don't say my name!" I whisper-yelled.
"Why? What's wrong?" Vern whisper-yelled too.
"Ace." I said looking around at all of them with fear. Then hiding my head in between my legs.