Castle Loft
2:45 PM
Storm wasn't getting any better, still wasn't going put Brenda in harm way. Rubs her stiff shoulder; worried if touching her was a good idea. Her body; was relaxed and don't flinch away from him. Brenda leaned her head, against the couch. "What made you? Decided to become a writer?" Asking her curious about her life. Has her head down, then lift up and turn to look at him. "It's a long story." Looking at her; "I got time. Won't judge you, I promise." Smiling his most charming smile.
Warning story of child abuse, sexual abuse and assault
She starts looking down, slowly lift up her head. "My childhood; wasn't the most perfect in the world. My parents neglected and abused me. They would put me down on everything. My looks; clothes and my grades. Which I couldn't understand, my grades were mostly A & B. Which won't bad at all. Like no matter, how hard I tried to get them to love me. Nothing, was every going to work to make them love me." Tears are falling down her face. He wipe her tear away. Grab a Kleenex box, letting her blow her nose. "I was putting on my clothes; one day and my mom came in my bedroom. She slapped me; hard across the face. Was shocked, by her actions." Taking a deep claiming breath. "Kept hitting me; telling me that I'm nothing. My dad; would always hit me with the belt. Leaving bruises everywhere on my body." How could someone; hurt their child like that? Kept going through his mind. Could have beaten her too death.
"Had just turned thirteen; I had an older boy. Who was interested in me. He was seventeen years old. He was a jock, very popular at his high school. He played football, baseball and basketball. Got very good grades; everyone in school loved him." Started to shake an looked liked. She was hyperventilate at that point. He pulled her close, against his side. "One night, he asked me out on a date. I wasn't too sure, with dating an older boy. I mean, should have flatter. Just made me; uncomfortable around him." Running his hand up and down her arm. "But, he was a really good looking person. So, I thought why not give him a chance. Maybe, I was too scared to stay with my parents. He take me out to dinner. Afterwards, he takes as to the park parking lot. Was even more scared at that point. Just, wanted to go my bedroom."
He holds on to her even more tighter. Having a very bad feeling; that were her stories was going to go next. "His hands started to touch me. Through my clothes, I don't like him touching me. Wanted him to stop, but I couldn't speak or say anything at this point." Hot tears are, falling down her face. "Really, wanted him stopped. Cause, I wasn't ready for sex. But, he don't care. It was all about him. Whatever, he wanted he had to have. Then his hand; was touching my bra. Squeeze my breast; through my bra." Grab her and held her closer. Had tears in his eyes. Had never wanted to cry; so much in his life. This poor woman; had gone through so much. How could, anyone hurt young woman? Had a terrible feeling were her story was going. Saw her shaking badly, "you; don't have to tell me the rest of the story. If you don't want too."
"Haven't talked about it, very much in long time. It hasn't been, some most terrible and awful things that happened to me." Take a slip of her drink.
"Feel, I was in the wrong. For trying to get, you talk about your own past." Guilt, had to be a big thing. He was feeling right now. "Can see that, it still hurts you very badly."
"My therapist, tells me. The only way, for me. To let go of my painful past. Is to own up; say that I did nothing wrong. My parents; should have loved me. Not, hurt or abuse me. That stupid boy; shouldn't have done what he did to me." Wipe her own tears away.
"You're right, I know some of pain. My past isn't very good either." He remembered; his own painful past. Maybe, not as bad as Brenda. But, if she need help and need a friend. He would be glad to help her no problem.
"He kept touching me. Everywhere, sexual against my will. Started to struggle and trying to get away from him. He slapped me; across the face." Taking a long deep breathe. "Tried to fight back against him. He punched me; in the face knocking me out." Hands her a tissue, wiping underneath her eyes. "Then I woke up; in the parking lot. I was hurting everywhere and in between my legs." Sobbing her eyes out, she had remembered that awful night.
Couldn't hold back anymore, pulling her closer to him. Hugging her; whispering into her ear. "It's alright, you're safe here with me."
"You know, after I woke up. It was storming pretty bad, that night too. I don't even, go to the hospital that night. It would, be my word against his. Everyone, would believe him. Who cares about, useless and poor girl like me." Has her head; against his chest. She is crying very hard. Rubbing her back; his hands are stroking her back. Holding her; she was crying her eyes out.
Looking down at her; couldn't help but feel bad for her. Most have been, really hard to go through. Having no help; no support and no one turned too. Brenda, she had no real friends or family. To her; that they loved her or cared about her. He lifts her up; she needed some rest. Felt terrible and awful; about having her open up about her past.