Chapter Seven

She wasn't a virgin anymore. That was the obvious thought going through Daphne's mind as she walked home. Sebastian offered to walk her home, but she told him she wanted to be alone. When Daphne had imagined having sex for the first time, she had imagined it would be out of love alone. Daphne never imagined it would include getting back at her mother. When the sex was over, Daphne thought she would have felt happy, but she didn't feel that way. She felt confused because before Sebastian entered her life, she thought her first time would have been with Fred as she was beginning to like him and thought there could have been more in the future. As Daphne walked into the living room, Mrs Blake was there, and the first thing she noticed was that Daphne's hair was down.

"I know where you were this afternoon," Mrs Blake said.

Daphne looked at her, startled because she hadn't noticed that her mother was there.

"You were supposed to walk straight home," Mrs Blake said. "Would you care to explain yourself,"

Daphne's eyes widened with fear, and she couldn't speak. Mrs Blake stood up quickly, walked closer to Daphne and grabbed her shoulders.

"ANSWER ME!" Mrs Blake yelled.

"I-I-I was with Sebastian!" Daphne replied, scared.

"AND WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT SEBASTIAN'S HOUSE?" Mrs Blake yelled.

There was no way Daphne could answer that question, so she began to cry. Daphne's tears told Mrs Blake everything she needed to know.

"You sinful little slut!" Mrs Blake whispered. "Go to your room! Your punishment is over yet!"

Mrs Blake let go of Daphne's shoulders, and Daphne ran to her bedroom. Daphne closed her door quickly and collapsed on her bed face down. Daphne had never felt so alone and was terrified of what her mother would do to her next.

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When Mrs Blake told her that her punishment wasn't over, Daphne assumed she would get her hair cut next, but that didn't prove to be the case. Instead, Daphne was forced to wear a nun's gown and veil and hand out flyers for their religion. Daphne hated what she wore and wondered if this was her mother's vision for her future. It was in the downtown area of Coolsville. Other nuns were with her as they handed out flyers. Daphne's hair wasn't exposed, just her face. A young man in his early twenties with light brown hair and green eyes approached her. Daphne was uncomfortable with the way he was staring at her.

"Excuse me," the young man said. "I'm looking for a job, and I was wondering if you could wish me good luck,"

"Good luck," Daphne said politely.

The young man grinned, and Daphne thought his grin was creepy.

"No, that's not what I meant," the young man said in a way he thought was charming. "I was hoping you could give me a kiss for good luck,"

The other nuns were too far from Daphne to notice what was happening.

"Can't you see the way I'm dressed?" Daphne asked as patiently as she could. "It would be inappropriate for me to kiss you,"

"The way you're dressed can't hide how beautiful and sexy you are," the young man said as he grabbed her shoulders. "Now kiss me!"

The young man began to lead forward, and Daphne tried to lean back as far as she could as his lips were an inch away from hers. But someone pulled the young man back, and to Daphne's surprise, it was Fred.

"She told you she's not interested," Fred said.

The young man tried to punch Fred with his right hand, but Fred ducked and he punched the young man in the stomach. He fell to the ground, moaning in pain. Daphne looked at Fred and hugged him tightly. Fred hugged her back.

"Thank you!" Daphne said, relieved.

"You're welcome, Daphne," Fred replied.

They hugged for a moment more before Daphne broke the hug.

"Thank you," Daphne said again.

"You're welcome and wait a second," Fred said. "Why are you dressed like a nun?"

"I made a mistake, and I'm doing this for punishment," Daphne replied.

Then Daphne noticed the t-shirt Fred was wearing, which read "Jones' Delivery Service". She found it curious.

"I work for my father," Fred explained. "We sometimes make deliveries on Sundays,"

"I had no idea that's who your father was," Daphne admitted.

"I guess we don't know a lot about each other," Fred replied charmingly.

Fred's charms worked, and Daphne smiled. Then, a nun approached them.

"Daphne, are you all right?" the nun asked concerned. "We saw what happened, but we were too far away to intervene,"

The nun looked at Fred.

"Thank you for helping her," the nun said.

"You're welcome, Sister Thompson," Fred replied.

Daphne looked at Fred in surprise that he knew her, and Sister Thompson looked back at Daphne.

"I think you've done enough work for us today, but we still have two hours left before we can take you home," Sister Thompson said.

"I can take her home," Fred said quickly. "I've finished for today,"

Sister Thompson looked at Fred thankfully and then looked at Daphne.

"Is that okay with you?" Sister Thompson asked.

"Yes," Daphne replied. "I really want to go home,"

"In that case, thank you again for your service today," Sister Thompson said.

"Thank you," Daphne said.

Sister Thompson walked away, and Daphne and Fred walked to a delivery van. Once Daphne was sitting in the passenger seat, she removed her veil and let her hair flow around her shoulders. As Fred started the van, he thought she was so beautiful.

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Daphne didn't talk much about the drive back to her house, and Fred couldn't blame her. The young man who tried to kiss her had no right to do that, and he couldn't imagine why anyone would want to act that way.

"So, how do you know Sister Thompson?" Daphne asked.

"We make deliveries for her sometimes," Fred replied. "How do you know Sister Thompson?"

Daphne thought that was a good way to know Sister Thompson and hated how she knew her.

"Through our church," Daphne said.

"Right," Fred replied.

It wasn't long until they arrived at Daphne's house. Daphne felt ridiculous with the outfit she was forced to wear, and she couldn't wait to get changed.

"So, I'll see you at school?" Fred asked politely.

Daphne felt her heart skip a beat as she didn't want to see him there if Sebastian was around.

"Uh, yeah, and could you do me a favor?" Daphne asked.

"Sure," Fred said. "What's the favor?"

"Could you please hang around until my father gets home?" Daphne asked. "I really don't want to be alone right now,"

"Sure," he replied without hesitation.

Fred's lack of hesitation surprised Daphne, but she was grateful nonetheless.

"Great," Daphne said. "I'll go upstairs to get changed. Could you wait in the living room?"

"Sure," Fred replied.

Daphne let Fred into the house, and Daphne ran upstairs and got changed. It was less than three minutes before Daphne returned wearing a pink T-shirt and blue jeans. Fred was sitting on the sofa.

"Thank you for staying," Daphne said.

"You're welcome," Fred replied.

Daphne sat on the couch beside Fred, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I'm really glad that I'm friends with you," Daphne said. "Last week was so confusing,"

"Why was it confusing?" Fred asked back.

Daphne suddenly realised she didn't want to talk about last week and couldn't believe she had blundered like that.

"Uh, I actually don't want to talk about it," Daphne said awkwardly. "Do you mind?"

Fred was disappointed Daphne didn't want to talk about it, and he hoped whatever was confusing her didn't involve Sebastian.

"No, I don't mind," Fred lied.

The front door opened before Daphne could thank him, and Mrs Blake walked through it. Daphne raised her head quickly. Mrs Blake couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"What is he doing in this house, young lady?" Mrs Blake shouted at Daphne.

"N-N-Nothing, Mom!" Daphne said, scared. "He's just here for company,"

Mrs Blake didn't believe her for a second and walked right in front of Fred.

"Are you here for sin?" Mrs Blake asked.

"No," Fred said. "Please calm down,"

"ARE YOU HERE FOR SIN?" Mrs Blake yelled.

"No, I just came here to keep Daphne company," Fred replied, getting nervous.

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU SINFUL LIAR!" Mrs Blake yelled.

Fred stood up immediately and walked out. When Daphne heard him start his van, she was heartbroken over losing his company and what Fred would think of her and her family.

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Insomnia wasn't anything new for Daphne, growing up under her parents' abusive upbringing. She knew she had to go to school the following day and get something resembling sleep, but it wasn't fear of her parents keeping her awake. It was someone tapping on her bedroom window. Daphne was initially scared to look in the direction of her bedroom window, but as she looked through it, she couldn't believe who was there. It was Sebastian. Daphne, fearing he would get caught, quickly got out of her bed and opened her bedroom window.

"Sebastian, what are you doing here?" Daphne whispered urgently. "Don't you know my parents are down the hall?"

"I know they're down the hall, and I don't care," Sebastian replied. "I want you, Daphne, and I can't get you out of my mind,"

"You're out of your mind for being here!" she whispered. "Now go home before you get caught,"

Annoyed that Daphne had only opened her bedroom window slowly, Sebastian grabbed the window pane and opened it more.

"The only way I'll be caught is if you rat me out," Sebastian said as he entered her bedroom. "Do you want me to get caught?"

"No, I don't want-" Daphne managed to say before she was interrupted.

Sebastian interrupted her by kissing her. Against better judgment, Daphne kissed him back, and she didn't want him to stop, but he did and began to kiss her neck. Daphne gasped with pleasure as she couldn't believe what was happening.

"I want you, Daphne," Sebastian whispered. "I want you right now,"

"So do I," Daphne whispered without thinking.

Daphne and Sebastian began to undress each other, and it wasn't long until they were both naked. To Daphne's relief, Sebastian took a condom out of his wallet, and she lay on her bed quickly.

"I can't stay long," Sebastian whispered as he put the condom on.

She was disappointed to hear that, but she was grateful for his passion as he climbed on top of her and penetrated her slowly.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh!" Daphne moaned.

Sebastian began to thrust, and she loved how that felt. However, her parents were on the other side of Daphne's bedroom. Mr Blake and Mrs Blake felt sick about what was going on. Mrs Blake approached Daphne's bedroom door, but Mr Blake grabbed her arms.

"Don't intervene!" Mr Blake urgently warned. "I need his father's campaign contribution,"

"But our daughter is having sex in there!" Mrs Blake argued. "What if she becomes pregnant?"

"She won't become pregnant because I'll make sure that she doesn't,"

Mrs Blake knew how he was going to prevent her, but that didn't stop her from hating that her daughter was acting like a whore. Inside Daphne's bedroom, she couldn't have been happier that she was having sex, and there was nothing her parents could do about it.