⚠︎︎WARNING⚠︎︎: rape
mistakes
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THE SULKING GIRL couldn't wait for her eldest brother to come back home from his camping trip, it was suffering being at home with their little brother acting like a brat towards her ever since she befriended the Phillips boy. The Sandlot bunch turned a cold shoulder towards the Porter girl and she found it not only lonely, but also depressing. All she wanted to do was talk with Tyler and ask if she really made the right call, despite already doubting her decisions.
Scarlett Rae Porter had fallen into a dark depression. She had locked herself into her confined space, no one bothering to come check up on her except for her mother who was starting to get worried and wondered what happened between her daughter and her son, noticing their dividing battle. It wasn't unlike the two to bicker and fight, but at the end of the day, they'd make up and move on like usual siblings would. But no, this was different this time, something had happened and she couldn't get it out of either of the two, Scarlett stonewalling while Hamilton avoided the question overall.
The girl knew that she let her little brother and their friends down and she continued to fall into a the bottomless pit of self pity. She barely moved from her bed but she didn't care, she wanted to disappear out of this air. The girl didn't have any distractions to help her during this time, Allison was still away on her trip and Jessica couldn't keep herself out of trouble and managed to get herself grounded, which was never surprising. So she slept most of her days away, not wanting to experience her heart slightly breaking with each day.
Scarlett was the type of person who loved too socialize, she liked her space but didn't like going too long without hanging out with someone or the boredom she sits with swallows her whole, causing her to hide away in her room. This wasn't the first time the girl experienced this type of numbness, the first time when her father had passed but that had lasted for almost a month before her mother couldn't take it anymore and forcing her into cheap therapy that didn't last long.
So the redhead couldn't comprehend why her own decisions had caused her to spiral downhill. This was what she chose, yet it didn't feel right. She did what she wanted to do, right?
Ham's friends had came over one night and Scarlett stayed cooped in her room per usual, in the exact spot she had been in for the past few days. She could hear their laughter through the walls, her chest aching as she buried her head into her silk pillow. She hated the predicament that she put herself in because she had taken a liking to all of her brothers friends, especially a certain brunette.
Scottie Smalls never got to officially introduce himself to Ham's sister since he had just joined the gang, the argument happened the same day Benny had asked him to play with them for the first time. The quiet boy couldn't help but notice how his newfound friends were affected by the absence of the red haired girl. They weren't playing ball as good as they were before and Benny wasn't talkative anymore, instead he was withdrawn and always looked like he was contemplating something in his mind.
Benny's heart shattered after watching the girl of his dreams walk away with the boy who's bullied him and his friends ever since grade school. Their feud has lasted for years until Benny and the gang versed Phillips and his teammates in a game to stop the oppression, the Sandlot won and they hasn't been messing with them since. The brunette boy wished Scarlett had chosen him that evening and then maybe they could've been together instead of her seeing Jacob as he thought they were. Benny couldn't stop himself from thinking about her all of the time, she was stuck in his hair like a piece of chewing gum. He yearned for her but he stayed away because Jacob was seeing her too often.
The boys were currently piled in the living room of the Porter house, watching movies that Helen had recently bought, "Hey uh, where's your bathroom?" Scottie asked, glancing towards the redhead stuffing his face with buttery popcorn.
"Upstairs, it's the first door on the left." Ham informed without moving his gaze from the TV screen.
Scottie nodded before heading upstairs, looking around at all of the family photos hanging from the walls. There weren't many new family photos, most of them excluding Scarlett, she had only a few of her yearly boarding school pictures. His eyes fell on a little girl smiling brightly with a tall man who the girl was identical with, they were hugging tightly and the happiest ever. Scottie wondered who the man was but he figured it was most definitely Scarlett and Ham's dad, he didn't know that he had passed but he concluded that maybe their mom and him gotten a divorce when they were younger as he had met David, their stepfather, a few hours prior.
The boy stepped away from the frame and went over to a wooden door, hoping it was Scarlett's room. He took a deep breath before lifting a shaky fist and lightly knocking on the door.
"What?" Muffled Scarlett from the side of the door, buried under her comforter and multiple other blankets.
"Can I come in?" It surprised Scarlett when an unfamiliar voice replied from the other side of her bedroom door.
Scarlett sat up in her bed, rubbing at the dark circles under her eyes, "Uh, sure."
Scottie smiled, twisting the door knob and entering into the darkened room. The smell of dirty laundry filled his nose and the tips of his ears turned pink when he realized Scarlett was only wearing a bra and underwear, but she didn't seem to mind at all.
"Uh, h-hi Scarlett!" He greeted with an awkward laugh as he scratched the back of his neck. He was never really good with talking to girls, especially pretty ones.
Scarlett stared at him with confusion, "Hi? I never really caught your name."
"Scottie Smalls!" He chirped and held out his hand, making sure to keep his eyes on only her face.
Scarlett slowly reached out for his hand and shook it gently, "Nice to finally meet you after the incident at The Sandlot." She quietly giggled.
Scottie's face turned an even brighter red, with the tips of his ears following in pursuit, "Yeah. That was, uh, quite embarrassing to say the least."
"It's alright, everyone's not good at something on their first try," Scarlett reassured, leaning back on her bed. "So, what brings you in here? Aren't you supposed to be downstairs?"
"I-uh just wanted to say that the guys sure do miss you a lot, probably Benny the most." Something in her heart thumped dramatically at the sound of Benny's name as it rang in her ears, she smiled, something that she hadn't done the past week, "Even though you went with that other guy, uh, Phillips? Yeah! Him. I think they would still forgive you. They do love you lots!" Scottie finished with a wide grin.
Scarlett's heart was filled with happiness after hearing that the guys still missed her, she made herself believe that they didn't want anything to do with her anymore. She smiled at the boy in front of her and hugged him tightly, much to his dismay.
"Thank you, Scottie." She whispered as she stuck her face in his neck.
Scottie awkwardly patted her bare back, his entire face blushed, "Uh, yeah, no problem."
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WARNING: PLEASE SKIP THIS PART IF YOURE TRIGGERED WITH RAPE, I UNDERSTAND. TAKE CARE OF YOUSELVES.
Scarlett Porter was home alone for the night, Helen and David were attending a friends birthday dinner and planned to stay for the night and come home in the morning, knowing that they were going to heavily celebrate for the occasion. Tyler was still away camping and Hamilton was over at Benny's house for a sleepover. It was a little past three in the morning when the red haired girl heard a quiet tap on her window, she was gazing through the many of her magazines of the famous women she desired to be one day. She huffed, placing the paper down as she stared at the panned glass in confusion, wondering if she imagined it or not. Another knock was laid on the glass and now she knew that she wasn't imagining things.
"What the hell?" She muttered to herself as she rose from her bed and walked over to the window, opening up the curtains to reveal Jacob Phillips balancing himself on the fire escape.
She slide open the glass separating the two and Jacob invited himself in, Scarlett didn't like the sudden barge in, "What the hell are you doing here?!" Scarlett hissed, closely watching the boy as he scanned around her room, admiring the way it was decorated and accustomed to her style.
Ignoring her question- which she wasn't too fond of, he continued walking around the girls chambers, "Nice room you got here," Jacob smirked, touching little trinkets that she had displayed around randomly.
Scarlett squinted her eyes, "Jacob, you need to leave. It's 3 in the morning!" She crossed her arms over her chest, just now remembering that she only had underwear on.
He smirked, turning with a cold gaze, "I just wanted to see you," Jacob moved in front of her in an instant and he placed a soft hand on her cheek, his finger running over her chapped lips, "I've missed you."
Scarlett scoffed, "Bullshit, you just want to use me," She moved out of his grip, going on the other side of the room. Jacob closely followed after her, not resisting keeping his hands to himself. The boy found the younger girl so captivating and he yearned for her touch, she was the drug and he was the addict, itching to use her as he pleased.
"I thought you liked it, you've never not wanted to not have sex. You're a slut and so easy to convince, you can't resist me even if you wanted to," He spat, tightly grabbing her arms.
She cried, becoming to grow scared as the older boy towered over her threateningly, "Jacob, please. You're hurting me." The boy shoved her down onto the bed, running his hands wherever he wanted. Scarlett hit at his chest, trying to push him away, "No, stop! I don't want this!" He used his body weight as an advantage for himself as he continued fondling with her, not bothering to listen to what the girl had to say.
"You're mine and not Rodriguez's, got that?!" The boy roughly tugged at her hair causing her to cry out in pain, he forcibly held her head so that she had to look at him.
"I'm not yours to keep!" She shouted. His hand collided with her face and Scarlett gasped at the hot sting on the side of her cheek, feeling anger bubble inside of her.
The young Porter woman spit in his face and he evilly laughed as he wiped away her saliva, bringing the substance to his lips causing her to watch him in disgust. He sneered, "You're going to regret that."
"What are you going to do?" She watched cautiously as he leaned in closer to her, a devilish smirk displaying over his face.
"You'll see." Jacob whispered into her ear before roughly smashing his lips on top of hers. Scarlett eyes widened as her nose scrunched. She pushed him back but the boy attached his lips to her neck, licking over her sweet spot and she couldn't help but lean into him with a small moan, he knew exactly what he was doing too.
The girl struggled under him, watching him start to take his clothes off, "Jacob, no-" She was stopped by his lips pressed on hers, she tried shoving him away from her but he was too strong. She knew that he would win, he overpowered her.
This was different from all of the other times she was with a boy, most were kind and gentle with her while Jacob forced his way to get into her pants and Scarlett didn't like it at all. She couldn't help but blame nobody else other than herself that he was in her room right now, touching and gripping every part of her delicate naked body while she laid there, doing absolutely nothing. She wasn't sure what else to do other than numbly stare at her childhood photos displayed on her bedroom walls, pretending that this wasn't happening and that she was in the arms of her dad, her superhero. But no one was saving her now, not even herself.
That was a night Scarlett had felt so helpless, broken, and violated. She submissively did whatever the boy would say so that it could all be over soon, she just wanted it all to be over.
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TRIGGERING PART OVER, THANK YOU FOR CONTINUING TO READ!
The next morning her body was in excruciating pain, in between her legs was the sorest it'd ever been. She felt disgust, feeling sticky residue left everywhere on her body and her cherry printed sheets. She sat up to find herself finally alone, completely bare skinned.
The girl slowly got out of her bed, dragging the sheets along with her as she stood in front of her mirror, her knees on the brink of collapsing. Scarlett was in utter disbelief when she saw the bruises littering up and down her shoulders, purple bite marks filling her neck and thighs. His hand prints wrapped around her wrists and displayed over her cheek, dried blood smeared under her nose as her hair sat on the top of her head like a crafted birds nest.
She stared at the unrecognizable girl in the mirror, feeling enraged and disappointed with herself. She couldn't fight back, even though she tried her hardest too. No one came to her rescue and he had his way with her, Scarlett wanted nothing other than to hurt that boy and vowed to never trust any boy after last night. This was the straw that broke the camels back.
Then the tears began to fall, she sobbed as she clutched onto the only fabric left on her body. She could still feel the roughness from him all over her skin, she knew she'd never be able to just scrub this touch off and she absolutely hated it. Scarlett wished that she never met that evil boy or put him before her own brother and his friends, they were right about him in the first place and she didn't listen, she never did.
Benny. All she wanted was to be curled up in his arms, he would tell her that everything would be okay and that she would never be hurt again. All she wanted was his comfort and presence to deal with the overbearing emotions surfacing in her body. She hated Jacob Phillips, she hated him so much for thinking it was okay to take advantage of her after he helped her from the creepy man days ago. She wished that she never went to the candy shop that day or none of this would've happened.
Jacob Phillips knew that he was all she had left after she chose him, so he took vice to that opened opportunity and used her in ways that crushed her soul and spirit.
The girl let out a bloodcurdling scream, colliding her fist into the mirror standing into front of her. The glass shattered, pieces falling all over the wooden floor as she retracted her hand, cradling it in pain. She fell onto the ground, not paying attention to the broken glass digging into her skin as she cried her eyes out.
Fast footsteps were heard as they ran up the stairs of the household, Helen and David had just made it home when they heard her scream following with glass breaking, "Scarlett?!"
Scarlett ears began to ring, shaking on the floor as she watched as her mother and step father step into her room, taking in the shocking scene in front of them. Helen gasped when she saw that her daughter was fully naked, barely grasping onto the thin sheet as she cradled her left hand close to her chest and sharp shards spread all around her.
"Oh my god, my baby!" Her mother ran forward and pulled her Scarlett into her chest as she wailed loudly, disregarding the glass piercing into her own skin. Quickly rapping the sheet tighter around her daughter and making sure nothing was exposed, "David, get the hell out of here! Now!" His wide eyes flickered away from them and immediately left the bedroom to leave the two women alone.
Scarlett buried her head into her mothers chest, "It hurts." She sobbed.
"I know." Helen hushed as she rocked her in her lap. She hissed when she saw the purple bite marks that littered her daughters neck and the hand prints covering her daughters wrists and cheek, "Bug, what happened?" She asked reluctantly as she pulled away from her daughter.
"I-" Scarlett couldn't bring herself to say it, she knew her mother would never forgive herself for not being there to stop him, "H-He-" She choked.
"Who?" Her mother angrily growled.
"J-Jacob Phillips. He came into my room and forced me-" She stopped, not finding the courage to say the rest. She buried hear head into her moms chest again, letting out painful sobs.
Helen Brasstin (née Porter) already knew of said boy so she was glad that she could easily find his parents, she happened to have went to school with them when they were younger. Also, Jacob used to pick on her youngest son for the longest time so she had a talk with them before about that.
So, now she has to go back and give them all a piece of her mind for messing with her children again.
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a/n:
Chapter six! Im sorry that this is such a devastating one :/
Word count: 3080
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revisited & edited: 3/24/23 & 1/01/2024