IVANA 'S POV
For some reason, I felt a lot better as soon as I heard the front door open. I could finally calm down because I knew my mum was home. My uncle got up from me quickly and left my room.
my uncle who smiled and said, "Mom's home!" "I'll go get her settled in."
I let out a sigh of relief, glad that I wouldn't have to deal with my uncle's advances by myself. He had s*x with me just moments ago, but that wasn't the first, second, or third time he had done that. I washed up and changed into my pajamas and went to the kitchen to find my mum.
When my uncle came back into the kitchen, he was as friendly as always. He welcomed my mum and the two of them talked for a while. I went to my room because I didn't want to deal with any more awkward situations.After a while, I heard my uncle say goodbye to my mum and then he left for his room. It made me feel better to know that he was gone. My mum was sitting at the table when I went back to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
"Hey there, honey," she said with a smile. "Are you feeling okay?"
"Yes, mom."
“A lot of things have been on my mind lately. I've also decided it's time for me to get married again”.My mum said.
My jaw dropped, and I had a lot of different feelings. In some ways, I was glad that my mom was making her own choices and taking charge of her life. I wasn't sure what this would mean for our family, though."Remarry?" I tried to keep my tone calm when I asked. "Are you sure that's what you want?"
Always, my mom worked hard to take care of me and her younger brother. She had never been interested in dating, and we never talked about making plans for her to meet someone new. Her news caught me off guard and made me a little confused.
"I know it's too sudden for you, but trust me I've known this man for a year now and he is really good."
My mom could tell I was hesitant, so she continued talking. "But I think it's time for me to enjoy my own life. I have given you and your uncle a lot of my time and energy. Now I want to do something for myself.I wasn't sure about it yet, but I wanted to tell you first”.
"I get it," I said with a fake smile.
"Does the man you're thinking about remarrying know that you have a child?" I asked because I was interested in how he would feel about me.
"He does know," my mom smiled. "And he has two boys, twins, who are a bit older than you." I think you'll really like him because he's a great person.
I had nothing to say. In some ways, I was glad that my mom was getting married. But I was also afraid of what this would mean for our family.
It felt like hours went by while I toss and turned, but I was scared to think that my mom's future husband would have kids of his own. I became worried about a lot of things like.How would they treat me? How would they fit in with our family? I didn't want to be replaced or feel like I didn't fit. I wasn't sure if I could connect with them or if we would always be at odds. I had a lot of different feelings that I didn't know how to handle.I finally fell asleep, but my thoughts were full of my new stepbrothers, and when I woke up, I felt even less sure of myself. I felt like I needed to talk to my mum again.
As I stood outside my mom's door, I knew I couldn't bother her. I didn't want to wake her up because she looked so peaceful while she slept. I felt even more alone when I went back to my room. I was afraid to tell someone how I felt because I didn't know who I could trust. I knew I had to deal with my feelings, but I had no idea how.
I chose to go for a walk because I thought the fresh air would help me feel better. I put on my shoes and left the house, thinking that the walk would help me get my thoughts straight.As I walked down the street, the moon was very bright. The air was cool and healthy. It was very quiet on the street, and I thought I was the only person awake. I was able to think and work through my thoughts during the quiet time.
I knew that it would take time to get used to the new life. I also knew my mom was trying to be happy, and I wanted her to succeed. It was hard for me to decide what was best for me and what was best for her.
I heard footsteps behind me all of a sudden. When I turned around, my heart stopped. There was a man coming towards me slowly. The hoodie hid his face, so I couldn't see him.He kept up with me as I walked faster. My fear grew, and I started to freak out. It crossed my mind to run, but I wasn't sure if I could beat him. I thought about the stranger again. Did he come back to hurt me?The next thing I knew, I tripped, and he caught up to me and stuffed pieces of cloth in my mouth. Then he lifted me onto his shoulder. I couldn’t scream. Different thoughts ran through my head, but when I saw him walking towards a tinted black van, I started kicking my feet in the air. He opened the back of the van, and it was furniture like a mini-room. He placed me on the bed, shut the van, and started taking off his clothes. Then he removed the pieces of cloth from my mouth.
“Take off your clothes too, and don’t make me harsh." He finally said it in a calm tone.
“Please don't do this, please, I beg you, I said, crying.
“It’s not my fault,I asked you nicely to be my girlfriend, but you refused, so I’m taking you by force." He said it with a wicked smile.
“Oh God, no, please." At this point, I was exhausted. I then saw him pick up a pair of scissors.
“If you move, I might cut you, so be still,” he said, cutting through my pajamas. He ripped off everything I was wearing, and I was now naked. I felt like disappearing. I pulled the bedsheets to cover my face because I was so ashamed. He started sucking on my breast, and I hated myself. I soon felt his hard d**k between my thighs, and he started trying to penetrate me. I began screaming but kept on covering my face. The next thing I knew was that someone was pulling him away. I was crying and hiding my face. I didn’t want the person to see my face because I was naked, so I didn’t see who pulled him away. I immediately stood up with the sheets wrapped around me. I jumped down from the van, and I could see someone in a green jacket punching the stalker who just tried to r**e me. I quickly ran home and snuck into my house.