Understand Me

Chapter 8 - Don't touch me!

TW: some SA

Frank grabbed BoBo away from my hands. Throwing him across the basement floor. I screamed, mad that my comfort was taken away.

"Oh you want to scream about that." A dark chuckle. "I'll give you something to scream about!"

He grabs my shirt ands starts ripping it. No, no I like this shirt. What is he doing?

I scream, "STOP!"

"DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" He slaps me across the face. Next, he starts to put his hands on me, running then down my naked back.

He then starts with my pants. I'm trying to move as much as I can as he holds me down. Screaming, praying someone can hear me.

He pulls my pants off and then steps back to look at me. I don't like this. I ball myself up, trying to hide from him. He laughs, and I know this is just the beginning.

My whole body is shaking, overwhelmed, as he cups my butt. Runs his hands down my thigh, all over my leg.

"Let's have some fun, shall we Baylor?" He has a big evil smile. All I can do is scream and move as my senses start to leave me. I know I'm screaming, but I can't hear it. I can see, but everything is so fuzzy.

I can feel him hitting me. I feel him touching me, and it makes me uncomfortable. So uncomfortable.

"Please I'll do anything, just stop. I don't like this. It hurts. STOP!!!!"

"Baylor."
"Baby."
"BAYLOR!"

I wake up with a start, seeing faces I don't quite recognize yet. All that I can do is say:

"Stop touching me.
Stop touching me.
Stop touching me.
I don't like it, Frank, it hurts. It hurts." I sob.

I feel my body shaking, my hands scratching and pushing invisible hands off my body.

I finally hear someone I recognize, Beckett. "Baylor, sweetness, you're with your brothers. It's Beckett, baby. Frank isn't here. He's dead remember."

I still don't look at him. To busy listening to the loud voices in my head to pay any attention to the small reasonable voice.