*Rose's POV*
I told Mr. E, and Daisy that I don't feel good and need to go home. I feel like shit. I'm still shaking and I hate Grayson to death. He can go to hell, I don't care. I hate myself for helping him. Why the hell did I even do that? It seems so stupid when I think about it now. I can't even look into Daisy's eyes.
Of course I didn't tell her what happened. I just left quietly. That's better. Unfortunately I can't pick Sophie up. I'll go home and try to rest; if Richard lets me and then I'll pick her up. I really only need a warm shower and some time alone.
Why and how did what he did destroy me so bad. One day I'm going to destroy him really bad as well. I want revenge. He got me weak. That's so embarrassing.
As I arrive at home I walk up immediately without saying a word or making a noise after seeing the usual view. Richard and mom did see me but didn't care. There has to be something wrong but I feel to exhausted to think about that.
I grab a towel and some clean clothes and underwear. Then I notice that I'm still wearing his jacket. I take it off like it's possessed and throw it with anger on my bed.
If I would be alone at home, I would scream loud as hell because the thing in my lungs needs to get out. I don't know what it is. If I need to puke or cough or just scream. I wish I could scream at him or let him know what a bastard he really is.
As soon as I enter the bathroom I turn on the hot water and take my clothes slowly off. I leave them on the ground and get into the shower. The hot water burns my skin a little bit but it feels good. Actually it's the best thing I've been feeling for a really long time.
Just feeling. Being aware of the things around me and feeling. That's maybe what I need instead of trying to be numb.
I wash my hair and clean my body.. trying to get Grayson's grips off from me. It feels like they're still on me. So sticky.. so hurt. I slide my fingers over my bruises and take a deep breath.
Unfortunately I can't take a long shower since that fat pig would kill me because I'm using too much of the warm water and he still needs it although he's never really taking a shower but I don't want to argue with him. I only want to be alone.
So I turn off the water and wrap the towel around me. As I want to look into the mirror I realize that the door is half opened... it's not the only thing. Richard is standing in front of it.
My jaw drops and my heart starts beating faster. It feels like I got punched. He gives me a death stare and looks down at me. Then he leaves slowly. I swear I'm sure I closed the door.
I couldn't lock it since it doesn't have a lock but I closed it... and he opened it... and watched me.. he watched me taking a shower.. I had no clue.. I never thought about that. Maybe it wasn't the first time he did that..
I start shaking and grip my towel very very tightly. I try to swallow but unfortunately it won't help so I bend over the toilet and puke. Even the thought of it makes me crazy.
I don't want to think about it. Okay he was always the fucking douchebag who has been violent against us and offended us and ruined our lives.. but he never really bothered me in this way.. in this sexual way.. I don't want that.
He can do whatever he wants but that's something I'm hella afraid of. That's actually the only thing I'm afraid of.
I stand up and wash my face. Still shaking.. I need help. This is going to far and I need to end it before he goes too far.
So I walk back to my room and sit down on my bed for a while with only my towel on and try to calm down. My heart is still racing.
I look around and realize that my bed is empty. Where the hell is Grayson's jacket? I look around. Maybe it fell as I sat down or I put it somewhere else since my mind is playing tricks. I stand up immediately and start looking around but I can't see it.
