Am I in Love or is this a joke?

"I thought you cared about me. But you didn't. If you did, then you would never do this to me." I cried. Myrah...please.." "Don't Myrah me!" I left him. I thought I was his only one. But I was wrong. Wrong again...why didn't I listen to Niall?


5. Abused

I looked at them leaving until they were out of my sight. "Hello Myrah, how as your day?" My mother asked. "It was great." I hugged her. My little brother Tommie was throwing bread pieces. He is only 1 year old. "Glad you like your day." My father came back from work. "My Myrah." He says gleefully. "Daddy!" I hugged him. "How was your day little peanut?" "It was great." I said happily. My mother and father went into their bedroom. They didn't come out for like 15 minutes. They came out looking formal. "Your father and I are going to a formal gathering. We won't be back until 11:00 PM. We're going to take Tommie to a 24/7 program to watch little children." I was excited. I was going to be alone for the night. I was doing to the happy dance inside. "Myrah, you're going to have a babysitter." A babysitter?! "But Mommy, I'm 15." I whined like a 4-year-old. "Someone has to watch you when it involves your body. So we called Victor." "You mean Victor Uber?" "Yeah, how did you know?" I shrugged. "Lucky guess." Then someone was knocking on the door. It was Victor Uber. "Why Victor." My mother said happily. "We're glad that you can watch out girl." He gave a smile. "Yes Mr and Mrs. Mayfields, I would glady watch Tommie and Myrah Mayfields." "If anything happens, you know who to call before 911."My father winked at Victor. He smiles. I didn't see Victor that bad anymore. As soon as Tommie and my parents left, Victor gave that smile of his. "Up to your room young lady." I didn't know what was that all about. He went inside my room and locks the door. He pushed me on the bed and kissed me. I tried to pry him off of me but I couldn't. I was so scared. "You gotten prettier over the years." He murmured. I didn't breathe for that 5 seconds. His hand went under my shirt and rubs my stomach. "Let me go." I said weakly. He kissed my neck and I whimpered. He slowly removes my clothes until I had nothing from top to bottom. He cursed for my beauty. He abused me like that.  I couldn't believe it was 10;50! I had to go to bed soon. He whispered in my ear, "Remember Myrah, not a word to anyone." He leaves my room. I cried myself to sleep. I heard my parents coming inside also with Tommie. If Tommie was here, none of this would've happen. Tommie was full of something and you could never get your hands off him in a good way. In other words, he was always occupied with someone at least twice a day. I heard this. "Myrah was a good girl Mr and Mrs. Mayfields. She was no trouble. She's in bed at least 2 hours ago." He says. "We're glad that you were a great babysitter to her. Tell you what, we'll call you in 2 weeks. Okay?" My parents said. "Okay." I guess my parents paid Victor and he left. They came upstairs and saw me in bed. "See Danielle? He is a good babysitter." "I believed you in the first place hon." They kissed each other and puts Tommie into his crib. "Dud you like how Marilynn was doing the tango?' "Oh yes dear, she was amazing. She knows the moves too." I fell asleep with tears running through my face.

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