ok so pretend that TDI and TDA and TDM didnt happen....OK!!! lets get started.
Courtney's P.O.V
"AHHH" i screamed as my father merciously beat me. "Why?" i asked. i dont know why i ask everyday because i know the answer even though he never answers. He loves power and control. Thats one thing i will NEVER forget. So when he asks me to do something, I do it no matter what it is. I have shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes.
Tanned skin and freckles above my nose. I remember my worst memory. He raped me.... I hated it......
FLASHBACK!
I was washing the dishes when he came home.
"Hey Hunny" he said sexily while comin over and kissing my neck.
"umm...H-h-hi daddy" I said while still washing the dishes. he hated it when there were dishes in the sink. He took his lips off my neck, took my hand, and walked me to his bedroom.
"Ummm...Daddy what are you doing?" i asked while he laid me on the bed.
"Oh don't you worry hunny, just stay still." he only said that because i was moving my legs while he was tring to unbutton my pants. He eventually unbuttoned them an took them off along with my panties.
"Daddy what are you doing?" I asked even more worried.
"shh hunny..Now this might hurt a little so dont make a sound"
Before i could say something he shoved himself inside of me. And well....you can tell what happened after that.
Flashback over
He did the same thing at least 3 more times. But not anymore. If you'r wondering why i don't report him is because i dont want to. I mean i get food, shelter, AND a cell phone. So now you'r wondering 'why doesn't her mom do something?' Well i dont have a mom. She died. Im not going to go into detail but let's just say im not the only one who is beaten. One night he went to far and she died.
Well my father is still beating me but i stopped crying now. My father just stopped beating me and gave me a confused look mainly because everyday, evertime he beats me i cry, it's been like that since i was 3.
I just stood up, with him still confused and angry, So with that i slapped him across the face and dug my fingernails in his face while i was at it. As soon as i did that i kicked him in the balls. He winced over in pain and i kicked his stomach.
"HOW DO YOU LIKE IT!?!?!?!" i yelled while still kicking him.
He didnt say anything.
"ANSWER ME DANMIT!!!" i yelled while grabbing his ankle and twisting it.
"I dont." He whispered because of pain
"THIS IS HOW I FEEL EVERYDAY!!!. BECAUSE OF YOU!!! EVERYDAY SINCE I WAS 3!!! I HATE YOU!!!" Still yelling i dug my nails into his..umm. private area. "AHHHHH!" He screamed in pain. He was now crying.
"DO YOU ENJOY THIS?!?! DO YOU LIKE PAIN?"
"NO!"
"TOO BAD!!! IM GONNA KILL YOU, YOU SON OF A B!TCH"
And with that i ran into the kitchen, grabbed a knife and held it to his throat.
"any last words?"
Before he could answer the door burst open and cops flooded in. It was dim in the room so they didnt see me cut both of my arms slightly but still pretty deep, then stick the knife in his hands While quickly whipping up some tears. The lights were flipped on. and cops rushed to me. "What happened ma'am?" and police woman asked.
She Had short blond hair and was wearing the basic Police uniform.
"Self Defense" i said..."okay... Can we take you down town to answer some questions?" She asked.
i nodded my head and followed her.
When we got there she said to wait in a room with another teen.
It was silent.
He had black hair with a green mohawk. he had his nose, unibrow, and ears peirced. I looked at him only to see him staring at me while i sat down across the small waiting room. Very small waiting room.
"What?" I asked angrily almost yelling. I wasn't about to deal with some crap with after what happened in the past hour.
"Nothing" he said with a grin still staring.
More silence.
"So what happened to you?" he asked
"What happened to you?"
"Hey i asked first!"
"well i asked second" i said now calm.
"Okay well I was spray painting the school wall." he confessed. "what about you?"
"umm....Strictly self-defense." I lied. i wanted to kill him. i wanted to kill for what he did to me AND my mother. I could tell that the other teen knew i was lieing. "hahah u lier!!!" He laughed.
"OK OK.....it was partly self-defense." I confessed.
"What do u mean by partly?" He asked
Before i could say anything the same police woman who put me in here with him came back and said "Miss Courtney, We are ready for you now."
"ok" i said while getting up.
"Hey mom can i watch the questioning?" The other teen asked the officer.
"well.....Sure Duncan But stay out of trouble. you'll be the only one in the other room." The officer said.
Duncan just smiled and walked into the room next to mine. In the questioning room there was 1 table, 4 chairs, and a REALLY big mirror.
We sat down and i looked at the mirror. I looked so bad! my hair was messed up, i had cuts and blood all over my shirt, there were several holes in my pants and i wasn't wearing shoes.
"So Courtney why dont you tell me why u had to use self-defense?"
"Well....." I explained every little detail of everything. with a lie detecter on. all of it was true. at the end i was slightly crying."Wow" the officer said. she got up and turned off the light so you could see Duncan in the other room. His eyes were wide and his mouth dropped. I cold tell that he didnt think my life was like that. expecially after having a small conversation.
"You see Duncan. this is why i love being a cop. hearing there story and knowing that you can help them." The officer said. She turned on the light and asked me "Hunny do u have a place to stay?"
I shook my head no and she said "Well you can say with us until we find you a home."
I smiled and said "thank you."
We arrived at there house after going to mine and gettin everything i own.
"Ok Courtney, your room is upstair next to Duncans." The officer said
"ok Mrs......." i asked
"Oh just call me Melissa" she said "Duncan go show her to her room"
"ok" Duncan said while leadin me upstairs.
we got to the room and he opened the door. It had pink walls. The bed had a pink sheet with a pink comfeter with zebra pillow sheets. It also had a couch, T.v. and dresser. with a closet.
"Ohmigosh! this is so cool!!!" I said while putting my stuff on the bed.
"So what does your room look like?"
"Im not tellin you" Duncan said.
I smiled, ran past him, shut the door, and ran into his room and locked the door.
"Get out of there!!!" Duncan almost yelled
"Not gonna happen!" i happily said.
I look through his room. He has a black bed spread, Black walls, and scary pictures all over the room. I looked in his night stand drawer. JACK POT!!!! JOURNAL!!! cool!!! I flipped through it. Nothing interesting except that he and his girlfriend broke up last week and he doesnt care.
I put the journal back and looked in his dresser drawers. Oh he's a boxer guy!!! Nothing more interesting. I walked to the door and unlocked it.
"Finally!!!" He said
"Your room is boring!" i said.
"Oh really?"
i nodded
"well then! rudness!" he said kidding
we laughed, went downstairs and ate supper and came back to his room.
"So...What there to do?" i asked
"video games?"
"COOL!"
We sat in his black bean bag chairs and played video games.
later his brother came in and took the bean bag Duncan was sitting on.
"ugh!" Duncan said
"wanna share a bean bag?" i asked
he smiled and nodded. we are now sitting in 1 bean bag. i soon fell a sleep nuzzeld into his chest. He didnt care. He just put him arms around me and fell asleep.
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
Courtney's P.O.V
"AHHH" i screamed as my father merciously beat me. "Why?" i asked. i dont know why i ask everyday because i know the answer even though he never answers. He loves power and control. Thats one thing i will NEVER forget. So when he asks me to do something, I do it no matter what it is. I have shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes.
Tanned skin and freckles above my nose. I remember my worst memory. He raped me.... I hated it......
FLASHBACK!
I was washing the dishes when he came home.
"Hey Hunny" he said sexily while comin over and kissing my neck.
"umm...H-h-hi daddy" I said while still washing the dishes. he hated it when there were dishes in the sink. He took his lips off my neck, took my hand, and walked me to his bedroom.
"Ummm...Daddy what are you doing?" i asked while he laid me on the bed.
"Oh don't you worry hunny, just stay still." he only said that because i was moving my legs while he was tring to unbutton my pants. He eventually unbuttoned them an took them off along with my panties.
"Daddy what are you doing?" I asked even more worried.
"shh hunny..Now this might hurt a little so dont make a sound"
Before i could say something he shoved himself inside of me. And well....you can tell what happened after that.
Flashback over
He did the same thing at least 3 more times. But not anymore. If you'r wondering why i don't report him is because i dont want to. I mean i get food, shelter, AND a cell phone. So now you'r wondering 'why doesn't her mom do something?' Well i dont have a mom. She died. Im not going to go into detail but let's just say im not the only one who is beaten. One night he went to far and she died.
Well my father is still beating me but i stopped crying now. My father just stopped beating me and gave me a confused look mainly because everyday, evertime he beats me i cry, it's been like that since i was 3.
I just stood up, with him still confused and angry, So with that i slapped him across the face and dug my fingernails in his face while i was at it. As soon as i did that i kicked him in the balls. He winced over in pain and i kicked his stomach.
"HOW DO YOU LIKE IT!?!?!?!" i yelled while still kicking him.
He didnt say anything.
"ANSWER ME DANMIT!!!" i yelled while grabbing his ankle and twisting it.
"I dont." He whispered because of pain
"THIS IS HOW I FEEL EVERYDAY!!!. BECAUSE OF YOU!!! EVERYDAY SINCE I WAS 3!!! I HATE YOU!!!" Still yelling i dug my nails into his..umm. private area. "AHHHHH!" He screamed in pain. He was now crying.
"DO YOU ENJOY THIS?!?! DO YOU LIKE PAIN?"
"NO!"
"TOO BAD!!! IM GONNA KILL YOU, YOU SON OF A B!TCH"
And with that i ran into the kitchen, grabbed a knife and held it to his throat.
"any last words?"
Before he could answer the door burst open and cops flooded in. It was dim in the room so they didnt see me cut both of my arms slightly but still pretty deep, then stick the knife in his hands While quickly whipping up some tears. The lights were flipped on. and cops rushed to me. "What happened ma'am?" and police woman asked.
She Had short blond hair and was wearing the basic Police uniform.
"Self Defense" i said..."okay... Can we take you down town to answer some questions?" She asked.
i nodded my head and followed her.
When we got there she said to wait in a room with another teen.
It was silent.
He had black hair with a green mohawk. he had his nose, unibrow, and ears peirced. I looked at him only to see him staring at me while i sat down across the small waiting room. Very small waiting room.
"What?" I asked angrily almost yelling. I wasn't about to deal with some crap with after what happened in the past hour.
"Nothing" he said with a grin still staring.
More silence.
"So what happened to you?" he asked
"What happened to you?"
"Hey i asked first!"
"well i asked second" i said now calm.
"Okay well I was spray painting the school wall." he confessed. "what about you?"
"umm....Strictly self-defense." I lied. i wanted to kill him. i wanted to kill for what he did to me AND my mother. I could tell that the other teen knew i was lieing. "hahah u lier!!!" He laughed.
"OK OK.....it was partly self-defense." I confessed.
"What do u mean by partly?" He asked
Before i could say anything the same police woman who put me in here with him came back and said "Miss Courtney, We are ready for you now."
"ok" i said while getting up.
"Hey mom can i watch the questioning?" The other teen asked the officer.
"well.....Sure Duncan But stay out of trouble. you'll be the only one in the other room." The officer said.
Duncan just smiled and walked into the room next to mine. In the questioning room there was 1 table, 4 chairs, and a REALLY big mirror.
We sat down and i looked at the mirror. I looked so bad! my hair was messed up, i had cuts and blood all over my shirt, there were several holes in my pants and i wasn't wearing shoes.
"So Courtney why dont you tell me why u had to use self-defense?"
"Well....." I explained every little detail of everything. with a lie detecter on. all of it was true. at the end i was slightly crying."Wow" the officer said. she got up and turned off the light so you could see Duncan in the other room. His eyes were wide and his mouth dropped. I cold tell that he didnt think my life was like that. expecially after having a small conversation.
"You see Duncan. this is why i love being a cop. hearing there story and knowing that you can help them." The officer said. She turned on the light and asked me "Hunny do u have a place to stay?"
I shook my head no and she said "Well you can say with us until we find you a home."
I smiled and said "thank you."
We arrived at there house after going to mine and gettin everything i own.
"Ok Courtney, your room is upstair next to Duncans." The officer said
"ok Mrs......." i asked
"Oh just call me Melissa" she said "Duncan go show her to her room"
"ok" Duncan said while leadin me upstairs.
we got to the room and he opened the door. It had pink walls. The bed had a pink sheet with a pink comfeter with zebra pillow sheets. It also had a couch, T.v. and dresser. with a closet.
"Ohmigosh! this is so cool!!!" I said while putting my stuff on the bed.
"So what does your room look like?"
"Im not tellin you" Duncan said.
I smiled, ran past him, shut the door, and ran into his room and locked the door.
"Get out of there!!!" Duncan almost yelled
"Not gonna happen!" i happily said.
I look through his room. He has a black bed spread, Black walls, and scary pictures all over the room. I looked in his night stand drawer. JACK POT!!!! JOURNAL!!! cool!!! I flipped through it. Nothing interesting except that he and his girlfriend broke up last week and he doesnt care.
I put the journal back and looked in his dresser drawers. Oh he's a boxer guy!!! Nothing more interesting. I walked to the door and unlocked it.
"Finally!!!" He said
"Your room is boring!" i said.
"Oh really?"
i nodded
"well then! rudness!" he said kidding
we laughed, went downstairs and ate supper and came back to his room.
"So...What there to do?" i asked
"video games?"
"COOL!"
We sat in his black bean bag chairs and played video games.
later his brother came in and took the bean bag Duncan was sitting on.
"ugh!" Duncan said
"wanna share a bean bag?" i asked
he smiled and nodded. we are now sitting in 1 bean bag. i soon fell a sleep nuzzeld into his chest. He didnt care. He just put him arms around me and fell asleep.
TO BE CONTINUED!!!