I woke up on the floor of my room with a bad headache with the door open and I slowly get up and go to the bathroom to get some aspirin. I noticed that it was really quiet. I walk around trying to find mom but she isnt here. I see a note,
Claire,
Me and Victor went out and I won't get home till late. There's money for food. See you tomorrow.
Love, mom
'Great. She never does this.' I think to myself. 'I don't know why she is acting like this'. I continue to think. I don't know exactly what is going on here, but I sure as hell don't like it. I have such a bad feeling.
I go and sit on the couch and turn on the tv and see what's on. As I am flipping through the channels I hear the door open and I suddenly get scared. I don't know who it is and peer around the corner. It's 'him'. Victor." 'Shit.' I think to myself.
"Hey. Victor right?" I say as nicely as I can.
"Yes. And I know who you are." He says with a smirk on his face. 'What the fuck?' I think.
"Shouldn't you be out with my mom?" I ask him.
"She's in the car drunk. Just thought I'd come up and get her bed ready before." He answers.
"Oh." Was all I could say.
Victor comes back with my mom a little while later and he walks into her room and comes out and shuts the door.
"So how are you?" he asks me.
"I'm fine." I respond. Then he's on top of me and I try to scream but he covers my mouth. He takes off my pants and underwear and then he ties to me the table so I can't move. I try and scream but it's no use. I just lay there silently and let him. It's terrible. I feel so exposed.