Learning from Mr. Spindle - 2
I made it home and ran in the house went straight up to my room. I put on one of the dresses Steve had bought for me and went down stairs to the kitchen. I start making the snack trays and getting all the drink mix together. When I seen we were almost out of Royal Crown Steve's favorite drink.
Knowing he would get mad if we were out I called the wine and more store down the street. They were always bring Steve orders to our house very fast. He is a good friends with the owner and he comes to the poker games often.
I put the last tray of food on the side table just as the door bell rang. I rushed to the door grab the bags of booze and gave the guy a tip. I put the last bottle out right as the monster(Steve) came walking in the front door.
He yells at me to bring him a drink. Yells that he has worked hard all day and its the least I could do for free loading off of him. I mixed him a drink and took it to him. He laughed when he saw how scared I was and that my hand was shaking as I handed him his drink.
A little of his drink splashed out as I handed it to him. That made him so mad he pulled back his hand and hit my as hard as he could. I cried out in pain and that made him even madder. I known better then to make him mad or to cry out when he hits me.
He grab me by the hair pulled me to him and punched my stomach. I fell to the floor and he smiled down at me. Oh no I know that look please not tonight. I stood up and tried to leave the room. He wasn't having any part of that so he grad my neck and pulled me to him. I try to fight back like always but I am never strong enough to get away. He pushed me up to the wall and holding tighter to my neck he pushed up my dress and pulled down my panties.
He keeps trying to put his hand that not holding my neck between my legs, but a just keep moving around. I beg him not to do this to me again ,but like always it falls on deaf ears. He pushes me to the floor and climbs between my legs. I cry from the pain I am so dry it hurt as he thrust into me as hard as he can.
The more I cry the happier it makes him. When he is finished I run to the bathroom and throw up just like I always do. Steve yells you better be in there getting ready cause one of the boys is going to win the night with you. If you don't look good I won't get much money.
With tears running down my face I try to pull myself together so I don't get any more beating tonight. An hour later the house was full of men playing poker and drinking every thing insight. I smiled and played nice as the host.
In between filling drinks and making more sandwich. Did my homework so tomorrow I wouldn't be behind. Some time around two in the morning Steve yells for me to come in the dining room. I want to scream no but instead I put a smile on my face, got up and walked in there.
Most of the men had left by now, but there were a couple of guys standing beside Steve. He ask if they agreed to his terms and they smiled. One of the guys handed him a bunch of money. Then Steve walked over to me and said you better be good for these guys or what you got today will be a fun and games compared to what I will do to you!
One of the guys walked over took my hand and took me to the spare bedroom that's down here. He start to undress me when the other guy walked in already shirtless. They pulled me over to the bed and while they did as they want to me I just cry in silence.
My heart was broke a long time ago and it just keeps getting worst. If I don't get that scholarship so I can leave this town. I don't think I'll make it. If I don't get into one of the school away from here I'm going just slice my wrist. That way I can go be with my mom, I could be in heaven with her.
When the two men finished they put there clothes on and just left without a word. I can't believe men are so cruel to another human. They didn't even untie me so I just lay there crying. I must of fell asleep at sometime cause it was now morning the sun coming in the window and there stood Steve laughing that I was still tried up.
He cut the ropes and said I would have a go at you this morning if I wasn't late for work. He bent down and kissed my forehead just like he use to when mom was still alive. I miss the old Steve.
I climb out of bed. I hurt so bad I don't know if I can even walk I have a huge purple and blue mark on my stomach from the beating yesterday. I make it up stairs get in the shower and start getting ready for school.
When I look in the mirror. I see a big blue place you can almost make out the hand print.i try to hind it with makeup. I go pick up my homework from the kitchen table and I'm off for other day at school.
Just as I get to school my cell phone rings. Yes I have a cell not that anyone calls me. Steve got it for me because he wanted to be able to get in touch with me at anytime, and believe me you better answer.
One day I went to the park to just clear my head and I didn't answer. When I got home Steve was so mad that he broke two ribs and didn't let me eat for two days. I always answer now.
Anyway I answer the phone and Steve said he was going to the cabin with the boys for a few days and I had better stay out of trouble. Thank you lord for answering my prayers and giving me a few days to heal.
When I got to the school parking lot. I slowly got out of my car and walk to my locker. How will I make it all day? I should have stayed home. I make it thur math and art was not so bad, but now I'm on my way to history.
I go in take my seat right as the bell rings. Trying hard to act like nothing is wrong. I worked on the worksheet packet that Mr. Spindle handed out when my phone rings. I grab it and started to answer when Mr. Spindle takes it out of my hand. I tried to grab it back when he shook his head and said no phones in my class. I looked up tears coming down and say please its a emergency that I answer that call.
Mr. Spindle look at me again and said take it out in the hall. I started to get up when my shirt slid up just a bit, showing all the purple and blue spots. I moved as fast as I could and went out side in the hall. I dialed Steve number back and he answer yelling where the hell where you that you didn't answer? Are you out screwing some teenage boy?
No I tell him. I am not screwing around with some teenage boy. I'm at school in class. He said well you better be good while I'm gone or you know what will happen with that he hung up.
I took a couple of deep breathes and tried to calm down. Just as I started to go back in the bell rang. The door open and I waited for everyone to come out before going in to get my stuff.
Mr. Spindle ask if he could talk to me? I ask what he needed and he said who was that call from and why was it a emergency? Blowing out a breath I said it was my stepdad. Grab my stuff and start to leave when he took hold of my hand and ask how did you get those buries on your stomach?
I looked up and said mind your own business! With that I walked out. Why can't he understand I can't tell anyone or my punishment will get worse. I told Steve one time that I was going to the police and have him arrested for rape and beating me. His response to that was to beat me so bad I laid in the floor for two days unable to move. He said if I told next time it would only be worse.
I just wish mom could have lived. Steve was a good stepfather back then not the monster he is now. I remember being that typical teenage girl wanting her boyfriend to love her, be the most popular girl at school, doing hair and makeup for fun, not to hide the bruse on your face.
I only ever had one boyfriend that I cared about and that was Rick but we hadn't had sex when we were dating. We were waiting for for my fifteenth birthday that was coming up. Rick had planed to take me on a long walk a round the lake then we were going to picnic under the stars and thats were he said the tent would be setup for us to stay the night. I was going to tell my mom I was staying at Becky's and he was going to tell his forks he was staying at a friends.
But mom died before that night happened. Then Rick started messing around with Becky. I don't really have any hard feelings towards the two of them. They were both always around try to help me cope with moms death and they did try to get me to come out with them, but I just didn't have it in my heart to have fun while mom couldn't anymore.
The more I pushed them away the more time they spent trying to find ways to help me. Then about three months after mom died I decided to go down to the park where we all hung out. I thought I should try being around my friends again. I got to the park and was walking around looking for Rick or Becky.
After walking for about ten minutes. I was walking around. I started down the path to the place Rick and I were suppose to spend our first night together and there on a blanket in the open view was my boyfriend and my best friend having sex.
I let out a gasp and Ricks head popped up and he began to try and get up. Rick was yelling Tori I'm sorry it's not what you think I still love you. Becky on the other hand, just smiled at me and started pulling Rick back down. She was happy I caught them. I think that's what hurt the most was she wanted to hurt me.
Rick tried to call me and came over a few times after that night but I knew I would never trust him again. So I told him to go to Becky that she was more his type anyways. After all that happened no one saw me the rest of summer and when school started back up I keep to myself. I am no longer in any of the clubs and I stop being a cheerleader.
School is finally over and I'm going home and go back to bed. I just want this day to be over. Every time I think back on those days I just feel tired and I just want to climb in bed and cry for all I have lost.