After sitting in the car for over three hours, I nearly jumped out and started kissing the ground. Cars just make me so claustrophobic. When I walk into the beach house I am flooded with memoires of old family vacations, with Mom. We haven't gone on a vacation since the divorce. Me and Ella walk in out old room. It's that same as I remember, even the smell.
"I call the top bunk!" I shouted as I ran towards the bunk beds.
"Hey! Not fair!" Ella shouted behind me.
"Ya snooze, ya lose." I stated as I climbed up the steps. When I reached the top I sat down and turn towards Ella. She still looked kind of mad so, I stuck my tong out at her. Hey, I never said I was mature. She giggled at me
"Fine, but next time it is totally mine!"
"Yea, yea, whatever you say." I climbed back down the steps and sat with Ella on the bottom bunk. We were always pretty close; I think the closest in our family. She really is the best sister anyone could ask for.
"How do you think this vacation is going to go?" she asked me.
"I think it is going to be a long week."
Turns out, it wasn't as bad as I originally thought. After a few days Ella and I would just hang out at the beach all day together. Ari and Dad were doing their own thing which was fine with us. We had lots of fun swimming, talking and just hanging out. But, on the fifth day I decided to go back early from the beach and Ella went to the Beach Bar Grill, which is the place we usually hang out and eat. When I went back to the beach house I flopped down on the couch and decided to take a nap.
Pain. I abruptly woke up feeling a sharp pain lower regain. Then my eyes focused on Ari, on top of me. Pain. I screamed, then again feeling pain. I look and see Ari is pushing himself in and out of me. I look back at his face and I see it smirking at me
"No one can hear you scream, Maxie." He sneered, "You are all mine."
I tried to move away but that made him push harder. The pain way overwhelming. I felt the tears streaming out my cheeks. I had to get out of there. I freed one of my hands from his grasp and punched him in the face as hard as I could. All those years of being a tomboy paid off because I think knocked him out. I pushed him off of me and found my pants thrown on the floor. I put them on and ran. Ran towards anywhere but there.
So yea, i like ran home from school to write this. This was like the rated M part of the story. Did you think it was good? Do you the plot so far?
R&R :)