The shudder ran through her spine.....revulsion, discust....what else? She was used to this...the breath that made her want to throw up...the feel of his fingers...he used her. She was a mere girl....she had to endure, she had no choice. Her mother didn't care...claimed to not know...well she acted like she didn't know anyhow...turned her head the other way. The girl tried to tell her mother, but she was slapped...and it was worse. So she kept her mouth shut, she knew what was good for her. One day she'd run, run from all of this.....where? She didn't know, didnt care.
She'd tried to poison him once. But he fed that nights dinner to the dogs....the dogs were lucky....they threw up all night...he knew...she again paid dearly.
She hated him...for everything he'd done to her, everytime he touched her...for everything. She hated his mother more....and hers, her own mother...how did it come to this?
She was young when her mother married him....very young. He didn't touch her until she got her breasts...she was young...but...not young enough, she thought. She was about 10 then....after the first time, she was scared...that she'd deserved it. But when it kept happening...night after night...she knew it was him..not her..she didnt deserve this. That she knew. She thought her 'gammy' would care. His mother, that bitter old hag....said she was a young lady now, that it was his right. His RIGHT! The old cunt. So she went to her mother...her mother slapped her. Then her mother told him... that's when she started to hate her mother. They used to be close...now this....why??
He beat her mother. After he'd get done with her, his TOY....his DOLL as he liked to call her...he'd go, and he'd use her mother....then beat her. She heard him, heard him hit and slap and rape her mother as he did her. Stupid bitch, she deserved it. She hoped her mother suffered as she did.
She had an innocent little sister once..her sister, had a cute little girls name, like Cindy. One of those names where you picture the cute little girl with pigtails..the hapy grin and the blue eyes. But he started in on Cindy. She tried to make him stop....again it was her fault, she couldnt keep him happy.....couldn't keep him away from her, though she tried.
At first he only touched Cindy...when he tried to rape her though...that was the last straw. She couldnt let this happen to her, to this not-so-innocent anymore little girl. NOT THIS TIME.. he'd done it to her...she'd stop him from from ruining Cindy.
She walked to the kitchen...grabbed the knife from the drawer...she'd stop him...and her mother, if she got in the way. Stupid bitch, it was her fault, if she could please her husband he wouldn't have turned to her. It was her mothers fault. It was his fault....she knew at that moment it wasn't her fault. She was going to stop this once and for all....she was going to kill him.
She went to Cindy's room...heard her crying...her baby sister...he was raping her!
Rage poored through her blood.....she opened the door...saw him....she lifted the knife and stabbed him. Blood splattered the walls....she stabbed him many times....till he was still and his back looked like gound meat.
Cindy screamed. her mother came racing in.....her mother started to slap her. She fought back...stabbing her mother......then she realized what she had done...but it was to late...she'd killed her mother. She pulled Cindy from the room, from the carnige. Took her outside...told her to go to the neighboors...that they'd keep her safe....she told Cindy through tears that it wasn't her fault, that it was his....and she'd done a bad thing by killing her mother...that now she had to answer for it. She told Cindy where to find her diary..where to look....and to use it to keep Cindy safe.
Then she stepped back in the house, locked the doors......she went to Cindy's room....picked up the knife, and ended her pain....her guilt..her mother..her mommy...she didn't mean to, it wasn't her mothers fault......it wasn't her mothers fault...............