SEPARATED: CONCLUSION TO UN-RELATED by Kimberly Schwartzmiller Read Free Book Online Page B

to study for an exam on Tuesday and he wasn’t going to call until Tuesday night, but to call if I needed him. We agreed and we finally hung up an hour later. 
    I wandered through the house and then turned on the television. When I couldn’t find anything to watch, I decided to just go to bed. I was tired, anyway. My cycle was all screwed up since Nancy took my pills from me and I realized I had to wait for my period to start again before I could start my new pack. I hid the new pills I picked up earlier that day with my cash under my rug in the closet. When I was satisfied they were safe, I climbed into bed. 
    I fell asleep fast and I had no idea he was even in my room until he had his hand over my mouth. I woke up screaming, but no sound was heard since he held my mouth closed.
    “If she can have him…then I can have you!” Joe slurred, obviously drunk again and making no sense.
    “If you scream, I’ll call the cops on Kellan…I don’t care if Nancy goes to jail…it’ll be worth it!”
    He took his hand off my mouth and I said, “Wh…what are you doing?”
    “I told you, if you’re willing to sleep with your foster brother, then you must be okay with sleeping with your foster father. Come on Abby, it’s just one night!”
    “NO! Get out!”
    He covered my mouth again and held me down with his body weight and his free hand. He was strong and no matter what I did, even in his drunken state, I couldn’t get him off of me. I struggled and cried, but he didn’t care. He was determined, and no amount of begging, crying or pleading was going to stop him. He finally managed to rip off my underwear. I tried to keep my legs closed tight, but he forced them apart with his knees and I cried out in pain and terror as he finally got his way…

THIS IS ONLY A TEST
     
    Joe finally fell off of me and I ran into the bathroom and locked the door. I wanted Kellan, I needed Kellan, but I had left my phone in my bedroom and I wasn’t going back in there to get it. I got into the shower and I scrubbed every inch of my body over and over again. I had to get clean…wash him off of me. There was a cockroach in the shower with me but I was so hysterical that I didn’t care. I used all of the soap products in the shower and then grabbed the hand soap from the counter and returned to scrub some more. When I was all out of soap, I slid down the shower wall and I cried. “Kellan, I need you,” I cried, over and over again, but of course, he couldn’t hear me 2500 miles away. I stayed in the shower the rest of the night, too terrified to leave. When it was finally light out, I carefully opened my bathroom door and peeked around the corner. I could hear Joe snoring loudly on my bed, so I quietly grabbed some clothes out of my closet and I ran out of my room, only to find Nancy standing in my doorway.
    “What the hell?” she asked, looking at her half-naked husband on my bed and seeing me standing there in nothing but a towel.
    I did the only thing I could think of, I ran past her and started to head out the door.
    “STOP right there!” she shouted.
    “I have to leave! I have to get out of here…I have to!” I said, struggling to put my clothes on.
    “What’s going on?” Joe asked, sitting up on my bed and rubbing his head. His pants were down around his ankles and his underwear was thrown off to the side exposing his genitals.
    Nancy blocked the doorway and said, “Yeah, just what is going on?” she asked me.
    “He…um, he raped me,” I said, praying, that for once, Nancy would do the stand-up thing and protect me…I was wrong to even think that.
    “He would never! You seduced him! You little whore…first your brother, and then Tyler and now your foster father? Just what kind of game are you playing?”
    “I’m not playing…”
    “Raped? Are you crazy? I did no such thing…” Joe said, looking completely bewildered, but then he looked down at his state of undress, realizing he was on my bed, and