~Kate~
"Come out little May" an ear piercing voice, that was the source of my room called out. "You know how daddy gets if he doesn't get to play with his favorite doll." He drawled.
It was happening again, I don’t know how he found me. Please God, help me!
I covered my mouth with both my hands, trying my hardest to not make a peep. But it never helped. He always knew where I was. This was just his way of making this more traumatizing for me.
Suddenly the doors of my closet snapped open and I was pulled by a sharp hand, making me screech out in pain.
A hard smack echoed my room when he slapped me "What’s rule number one little May?"
"N-never m-aake a... a sound" I stuttered, trying hard to control my eyes to not cry and break another one of his hideous rules. He reeked of alcohol as always. Every night he came into my room, smelling like he almost drowned in alcohol, making sure there wasn't a part left of me that wasn't broken.
All I could feel his fingers moving up and down my thighs, his face between my neck and shoulder, kissing softly asking me to wake up. I would've made a sound, that immediately made him snap his face away from my neck and look at me but I still didn't look at him. My mind still on my nightmare, or should I call it a memory?
Hearing his voice for far ahead calling my name again and again, he lifted himself off me and only then could I breathe. Gasping, I sat up trying to get my breathing in order, blinking to clear my blurry vision. When I finally looked up and connected my emotionless gaze his horror-ed ones, I knew I had to leave. What was I thinking? I could never have a normal life, let alone a night.
I saw his hand tentatively move forward, probably to reach towards me. I flinched so hard my head hit the headboard behind me. Not registering the pain one hit, I jumped off the bed my only mission was to get back to my safe haven, Kyle.
Only he could help me get through this.
But, When I again saw his face, I was horrored.
Daniel..., What are you doing here?
What the heck is it?
You, You are the one with me at night, My mind struggled a lot, already the nightmare,that ruined my sleep.
I just scolded myself, I want to meet Kyle.
Running down the stairs, I didn't register anything and dashed towards the clothes that littered all over the floor. Hearing his footsteps behind me. I grabbed my clothes, not bothering with my phone that Kyle returned me hack last night, and rushed outside his apartment, not wanting to face the consequences of my stupidity.
Thanking all the Gods, The elevator opened instantly. Just as the door started to close I saw Jacob rushing towards me with a look that can only be described as guilt and utter horror. He probably thought I wont get him in trouble, why else would he run like a maniac after a girl he picked up last night at the bar to f**k?.
I wanted to do nothing more than placate him. Tell him I won't cost him any trouble, but I just couldn't. Not at all caring about my state, which was apparently Jacobs shirt and his boxers I ran outside the building bare feet, ignoring all the gawking eyes. I jumped into the first cab I saw and gave him my address in a trace. Giving me troubled eyes, he navigated towards my street and only then did I relax slightly.
It wasn't Jacobs fault at all. All he wanted was what I was offering willingly. And he didn't know how shitty my past was. How broken I was. I should've known this would happen. I never should have tried to do what I knew would ruin every hope I once had of forgetting everything.
As the cab driver stopped outside of my mansion, I saw Kyle standing there with a worried look on his face, fidgeting. As soon as our eyes connected, I burst into tears. I heard my door being opened and Kyle picking me up in his arms.
I distantly heard Kyle pay the driver. Walking towards the servant quarters, I heard Kyle saying sweet words in my ear but I couldn't register a word.
When we entered my room. Kyle took me straight to my room, laying me down on the bed with so much care. I turned to my side, trying to calm my pounding heart and my useless tears. I knew I had nightmares before but this was like never before. Actually feeling what I did in my dream. The fingers and the touches I couldn't bare it.
Kyle came to me and lifted me up, I opened my eyes and saw him taking me to my bathroom.
Carefully placing me on the floor he looked at me then, holding my face in both his hands "Take off your clothes and get in the tub. It"s going to be alright." Kyle said in a hoarse voice. I knew how all this affected him as well.
"I"m sorry" I said, utterly ashamed. I never liked to disappoint Kyle. As confident as I was last night. I knew this was a major step back. And so did he.
"Never apologize Kate, God." he said sternly "Nothing that is happening is your fault. Now get inside the tub and I"ll be right back. I didn't close the door, in a hurry." I nodded and he turned around to leave me to get undressed.