Status: for a contest....
Tied Down To This Bed Of Shame
Day 379 ATD
I went back home today, no one was there and I slept nearly ten straight hours.
Mark came home before mom did; he smiled and welcomes me home.
He told me how much I had upset my mom when she heard I had gone to my dad’s to spend time with Anna. I flipped him off and went to the washroom; locking the door I had a nice long shower.
I get dressed and open the door; the house is way too quiet. I assume Mark is waiting for me somewhere. He is sitting on my bed, in his boxers and nothing else. I immediately back out of my room and run towards the front door he beats me to it and drags me into mom’s rooms and throws me onto the bed, how does someone deal with this?
I try to struggle but he hits me across the face, his ring catches the skin on my cheek and I feel a slow steady stream of warm liquid trickle down and into my mouth.
I give up fighting, I lay there mentally and emotionally dead and until he is finished, he gets up and goes to have a shower. I go to my room, it’s raining out. I curl up in a ball and sleep.
Mark came home before mom did; he smiled and welcomes me home.
He told me how much I had upset my mom when she heard I had gone to my dad’s to spend time with Anna. I flipped him off and went to the washroom; locking the door I had a nice long shower.
I get dressed and open the door; the house is way too quiet. I assume Mark is waiting for me somewhere. He is sitting on my bed, in his boxers and nothing else. I immediately back out of my room and run towards the front door he beats me to it and drags me into mom’s rooms and throws me onto the bed, how does someone deal with this?
I try to struggle but he hits me across the face, his ring catches the skin on my cheek and I feel a slow steady stream of warm liquid trickle down and into my mouth.
I give up fighting, I lay there mentally and emotionally dead and until he is finished, he gets up and goes to have a shower. I go to my room, it’s raining out. I curl up in a ball and sleep.