Runaway

Chapter 3

Kitty POV

I take a shower to get his touch off of me. I go check my hiding place for my money. No one knows about this not even my brother. I’ve got about $5,000 and I’m almost out of here. I need to save about another $1,000, then I’m out. Bubba comes walking in and sees the bruises, and before he can say anything I ask him “What’s my favorite guy want to eat?” He points at the mac n cheese. “Homemade or box?” I ask. He shows me one finger. He doesn’t really talk unless it’s just us. He doesn’t like William anymore than I do. Little does William know that bubba knows everything.

**Flashback**

Knock knock knock

I’m crying silently in my room when I hear the door. I open it to see bubba shaking. I bring him in. “Did you have a bad dream?” I ask. He nods his head yes. “Wanna talk about it?” I ask him and before he answers I hear drunken footsteps coming to my door. I whisper “get in the closet and don’t come out until I come get you. He can’t know you’re in here.” Bubba goes into the closet and I hurriedly get back into bed acting like I’m asleep. William comes in my room and crawls into bed with me. He starts touching me and moves my hand to touch him. I jerk him until he’s fully hard. He’s already fingering me, he then takes my hands and pins them down. He wants to see me scream and cry but I won’t give him the satisfaction. He lines himself up and slams into me. I cry out from the unexpectedness of it. I turn my head and stare at the closet silently telling bubba to be quiet. He’s going harder and harder hoping to hurt me. It hurts but don’t show it. He turns me over and slams back into me. He starts fingering my asshole. He pulls out and I’m praying he’s done or about to pass out but he instead plunges into my ass. I’m silently crying because of the pain. I hear him scream out and he’s spent. I drag him out to his bedroom and put him in bed. I race to my closet and bubba’s scared and I gently bring him out. I look at him and tell him not to tell.

**End of Flashback**

William comes into the dining room and I serve him his plate and milk. I then serve bubba. I put a plate back for mom in the microwave. When I finally got a chance to sit and eat, William asks for the ketchup. While I’m getting what he wants he asks bubba about girls if he has a girlfriend and things like that. Bubba scrunches up his face, “Ewww. I don’t wanna girlfriend.” William just laughs as I’m walking by slaps my ass. Bubba looks like he’s about to give him what for. I shoot him a look that says don’t. I sit down long enough to scarf down some food before my plate is snatched from me. I look up and before I could say anything I hear “you don’t need to eat so much, you’ll get fat, and I prefer you like you are. Skinny.”